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Name: Marian
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: (http://i1346.photobucket.com/albums/p692/DunatheKiller/Marian_zps781789f2.jpg) (http://s1346.photobucket.com/user/DunatheKiller/media/Marian_zps781789f2.jpg.html)
Marian carries a pouch that had a flute, made of ivory.
Personality: Kind, sweet
History:Marian lived with her twin brother, Derizon and her mother. Marian and Derizon were very close. When Marian was 12, a dragon entered the kingdom, killing many and destroying the village. When an elder made a deal with the dragon, the dragon said he wanted a diva to sing him lullabies. Her mother tried to hide them, but the city guards took her away. Marian tried to fight, but the guards had armor of metal, from the finest blacksmithing. To this day she lives with the Dragon and sings him lullabies every night. She has also grown a little close to him.
Other: None really
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Welcome! So, Marian is the Diva? If she is, take note that she's Derizon's sister. o3o))
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((Another of them epic RPs, Crystwolf? x3 As you can see, I'm horrible when acting as humans. I hate them because they're so hard to bring out their feelings and all...something like that. Would it be okay if I'm sort of creature or something? If so, I don't really care what I am; you can pick it out for me. If not, then maybe I'll try my first human RP on Feral Heart.))
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It's fine! :D You can be any creature you want, I guess. You can choose to be somebody's dog/cat, or a random horse. Or maybe even the dragon itself. Idk. x3))
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((Okay, thankies x3 Rage siggy O-O
- scans through the characters - Would it be okay if I was Mezzira's canine friend or something? If not, then it's fine. xD))
Name: Falkor
Age: 19 ( in them humans years)
Gender: Female
Appearance:
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Personality: Falkor is a stubborn dog will normally would want to go her way. Her loyalty is strong, even though she gets distracted at times. Otherwise, Falkor is willing to understand you and she is gentle towards you.
History: Born into an abusive owner's home, Falkor was normally hurt or abused by her drunk owner. Finally, when she found out that her owner was murdered, she escaped into the streets, searching for shelter. When she met Mezzira (?), Falkor has always been at her side.
Others: A canine friend of Mezzira (?)
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xD Yeap, it's fine! Welcome! :D We can start rping now.)
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Sorry to double post here, my phone doesn't allow me to edit the other post. For whatever stupid reason.))
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Derizon raised his sword, eyeing the blade as he let his fingers carefully dance across the metal side. He gave it an experimental turn before unsheathing it once more, his brown eyes now moving towards the town that lay ahead - The main city, where the King lived. He narrowed his eyes at the Castle that seemed to awkwardly stand out from the buildings, and made his way into the bustling place, shifting his sword and his jacket, before shoving his hands into the pocket. He couldn't help but notice a few- No, many eyes fall upon him. Apparently, he'd gotten famous.
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Mezzira hummed, eyes falling upon the many people that walked around the town. She leaned against the wall behind her, before her attention focused on her canine companion. "I've heard that there's some random person prancing about, trying to save the Diva from the Dragon." She muttered, half of it to the dog.
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Marian sat on the wall of the cave while the dragon ate his meal. The dragon had stolen her when she was younger, and demanded her to sing- or play since she had a flute- him a lullaby every night. Merian had used a sharp rock she found to track how many days she had been here. She was too lazy to count them up now. The dragon walked over to her, his eyes shining like the purest gold. He snarled, "Tonight, you sing me lullaby." Merian nodded sadly. She had been told this every night since he brought her here. Merian watched him stalk off to lay on his treasure. Merian looked at her pouch. There was no way she would steal from him. Even if he didn't see her do it, he would eventually figure it out.
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Name: Fereda Resar.
Age: 17 years old.
Gender: Female.
Appearance:
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Fereda has long, silky golden hair that reaches down to her waist. She has honey brown eyes that are gentle and warm. She is usually seen with her bow and a sheath of arrows slung over her shoulder. She is very slender, yet tall and strong. She is very swift, agile and fast when she needs to be. She usually wears a white blouse along with a red skirt and knee-length black boots.
Personality: Fereda is soft and kind-hearted. She is gentle and sweet, but has a dark side no one wants to see. She is always there for her close friends and family and will do anything to stop them from being in danger. She can be silent and mysterious at times, only talking when she needs to.
History: When she was a little girl, Fereda, Derizon and Maria were very close friends. She cared for Maria like her little sister and spent most of her time with the two. After Maria was kidnapped by the dragon, Fereda was distraught and became much quieter and shy. She had no one to be around as Derizon had completely changed and it seemed like Maria was gone forever. She missed them both, the good times the three of them had together and the memories they had made. When Derizon decided to go after the dragon, Fereda was fast to offer to help. She now travels with him to the dragon, betraying her kingdom to help those she loves.
Others: Nothing, really.
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Welcome! :D You can start when you want to.))
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((Troll phone))
Falkor rested her head between her paws, her black eyes rolling up as she stared at Mezzira. As the human spoke, the canine sat up, tilting her head to one side as she let out a bark, before sitting back down and resting her head on the female's lap. What is a dragon? She wondered, staring up at the sky for any clue of it. Although however much she wanted to ask, there wasn't any way her human could understand her. Letting out a huff, she licked her maw and stared at the human, her tail slowly thumping against the cobblestones.
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Indeed xD))
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Derizon's eyes moved to the random people that were staring. He furrowed his brows a moment, but continued walking on. He'd come to the town to rest in an inn, possibly, yet he was greeted by glares from the people who were loyal to their King. Nice. He inclined his head slightly. "We've made quite the reputation, haven't we?" He muttered, hand resting on the hilt of his sword as he walked past the buildings.
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"I think it's impossible to kill the reptile, or even steal the Diva away." She continued on, as if she was having a conversation with the dog. A hand fell on the canine's head, gently stroking the fur. She raised her head when people stopped moving and were staring down the road. Raising a brow, she leaned forwards so she could see what was happening, and caught sight of the boy she was just talking about. She froze, a smirk coming up on her face. "Speak of the devil. Mister King isn't gonna like this."
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Marian looked up as the dragon settled down to sleep. Marian looked out the cave, watching the sun set. She sighed. Another lullaby.. She stood up and walked the the dragon, petting his shiny red and gold scales. Maria sang a soft song, and at the endplayed a soft solo on her flute. She stopped and resumed petting him. She crawled over to look at his face, and he was fast asleep. Just to make sure, Marian repeated the song and flute solo. His breath slowed and deepened. He is asleep now.. Marian stood up, still singing, and quietly tiptoed back to her spot. He twitched and she played another solo on her flute, and he calmed. She still sang, and lay down, wanting to go to sleep herself. How many days has shee been doing this, Marian didn't even bother to answer.
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Falkor let out a whine again. What's a diva? she wished to ask, but only a bark came out. Letting out a sigh, she nuzzled against Mezzira's jacket, her black eyes darting around as she watched the humans scurry around on their two legs. A breeze whisked past the two as the canine lifted her head to stare into the direction of a young man hurrying down the street. Letting out another bark, Falkor glanced at the strange human, before lowering her head back into Mezzira's lap. Her fur stirred as Mezzira spoke again, staring at the boy. Who the - is that? Falkor wondered, glancing from Mezzira to the boy. The canine felt her fur bristle as the boy rested his hand on the butt of an object. By the looks of it, the object seemed like a large knife, whatever that thing was called. Wondering what the boy was doing, Falkor rose to her paws and swiftly trotted over to the boy, racing beside him as she slowed down to a halt. Sticking her nose into the pouch of the boy's knife, Falkor wagged her tail as she let out a whine, before nuzzling the butt of the sharp object again.
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Fereda nodded her head in response to Derizon's remark. Her eyes glided past the glares from the townsfolk and rested on the inn across the road. Her hand tightened on her bow, her gaze settled on a young boy, or girl, it was hard to tell. She bit her lower lip, her eyes darting from the gathering crowd to Derizon. She ran a hand through her blonde hair as a dog came padding over to them, she half-smiled as the canine whined. -sorry its so short-
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Interesting roleplay. ~ May I be the dragon perchance? Here is the application, and if not, then I can happily redo it as a different character.
Name:
Khiziako.
Age:
168 years old.
Gender:
Male.
Appearance:
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Khiziako is a dragon whose appearance is similar to black death, embroidered with a golden sheen aligning his sturdy plates along his sleek body. Roughly being half the size of large and well-built castle {about 43 ft. tall, 57 ft. long}, he finds the destruction of most things enjoyable to him. His wingspan is about 45 ft. long, used for carrying him long distances at one time to make his arrival seem inevitable. Within his slim cranium are two eyes licked with flames and embers, the only detail you can use to identify him as one of the flame breathers.
Personality:
Khiziako has a dark soul, meeting all with ruthless behaviour. The destruction he causes is a form of corrupting desires versus the complete reality of it all. The lad, though, has an interest with black trading or making of such deals... only to deceive them in the near future. Nothing can tame his nature, as he destroys with no remorse... stealthy in the pursuit of deceiving... and an infuriated mood always clinging to his interior.
History:
The dragon as sick as death has been raised in the twisted cliffs and mountains that he currently claims as his domain. Upon learning the first basics of hunting, and the ways of most serpents who reign the sky, Khiziako found a deep love with death and pain he implants upon all. Years have passed, and the lad had come across a kingdom... a kingdom to which he enjoyed binging chaos upon. Never would he want to end it, until an elder had come to make an agreement with him. Maintained within his mind was fury as wild as fire, steaming from the magma licking the inside of his body, for he did not wish for this. However, he committed himself to participating in the agreement, and said he desired a diva whose voice is as sweet as honey and as calm as the gentle breeze.
It wasn't long before he had obtained his wish, gratefully taking the lovely girl back to his realm... but he foretold that surely there must be someone to save the lass... and if one did succeed, Khiziako would yield no longer in the destruction of their kingdom. He had found his agreement most memorable, for he chose to take care of the girl. A lovely voice she had, indeed, and he would not let anyone take that away from him.
Other:
Khiziako may have founded a deep love for the lovely diva. Though his ruthless behaviour is obscuring his vision for love.
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Dragon accepted! x3))
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Derizon stopped when he saw the canine walking over to them, but his face remained impassive as he simply stared at the dog, letting it nuzzle his sword. His eyes then moved over to the blue haired boy at the side, who looked in alarm as the dog went over.
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"Falkor!" She whispered in alarm as said canine moved to the boy. Hastily, she walked over to the dog, trying to pull harmlessly on her scruff as she gave a sheepish smile to the two. "Uh, so sorry about this." She spoke, adding a chuckle behind. "She's just...curious, that's all."
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The sweet sound flowing within his ears like thick honey allowed the dragon to sleep peacefully, gentle groans escaping his sleek maw as signs of content. A stolid expression laid visible upon his ashen face, distracting the gloomy shadows from his frame to willowy wisps of smoke shrouding his aura. Khiziako stood still in his dark realm, a vision of darkness flashing before his fiery optics. A hazy yet intricate line swirled to and fro, engraving a death note upon his bed of sleepless nightmares... only to be perceived by a simple ray of light that crackled its exterior and obscured the twisted letters. The diva's voice he heard now, faintly... as it took hold of his dreams. A simple dream, brought forth by a simple girl. Khiziako shifted position as an eerie smile plastered upon his scarred muzzle.
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Fereda chuckled as the blue-haired boy came hurrying over to them, "It's alright." She smiled gently and bent down so that she was level with the canine. She reached her hand and scratched behind the doh's ears before standing up again and turning her gaze to Derizon, whose expression was impassive. She frowned briefly and bit her lower lip, something she did often as a sign of worry. She opened her mouth to speak, but then closed it again as if she just remembered the dog and its owner were still behind them.
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Derizon nodded his agreement with Fereda, but said nothing as he turned his attention away from the dog and boy- girl- Whatever it was, and to the inn not far away. Giving a small grunt, the single noise to Fereda, he started moving again, hand leaving the hilt of his sword as his brown eyes flickered over to the dog once more, just a small moment.
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Fereda nodded once and flashed a smile to the other two, "We better be going now." She explained, turning back to Derizon. She quickened her pace and caught up with him, her steps matching his. Her hand relaxed on her bow once more as they neared the inn, ignoring the stares from the onlooking crowd.
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I'll wait for somebody to post. ^^))
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((Welcome to ze RP, exe!))
Falkor stared stubbornly at the human boy, letting her tag thump against the cobblestones as the other girl stroked the canine's head. So, what's in here? She asked, poking the knife with her muzzle. When neither human answered, Falkor let out a huff as she plopped onto the ground, glaring up at the boy. Do I have to repeat myself? The canine sulked. Frustration prickled inside of Falkor as she watched the two depart, unwilling to share what was inside the bag. Letting out a sigh, the canine turned to her human friend, wagging her tail as she gently nuzzled Mezzira's hand.
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After singing and playing a soft tune to the dragon, Marian lay on her side, ready to go to sleep herself. Everytime the mighty dragon twitchedr in his sleep, she would sing softly. She then fell asleep herself. (Shortness)
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Mezzira nodded, hand leaving Falkor's scruff as she glared down at the dog. "Don't just go to random people like that!" She scolded, watching as the two walked off to the inn, with slight interest. She had the mad urge to join them, suddenly, but she pushed the thought away. Mumbling something, she moved back to the wall. "Come on, Falkor." She called, a small smile on her face.
Derizon pushed open the wooden door, his head tilted just slightly as every eyes turned to look at the two adventurers. Ignoring, he went to the inn keeper, quietly demanding a two rooms as he took out a pouch of money. He paused, however, when the Inn Keeper brought out a dagger. "Why should I help you, when you defy our king?" He spat, literally, spit splayed across the table from his uneven, yellowed teeth. The young boy furrowed his brow for a moment, but said nothing more, hand moving to the hilt of his sword once more.
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Falkor let out a whine as Mezzira glared at her and began to scold her. Not hearing the rest of the scolding, the canine stared down the street to see the two figures head towards an inn to rest. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth as she watched them with interest. Glancing back at Mezzira, she followed the human back to the wall, glad that the pretty smile on the girl's face had appeared. Wagging her tail, she rested her haunches beside Mezzira, staring at the people who passed by.
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The dark chambers rattled delicately, the vibrations an awakening sign towards the beast who slept. He craned his neck upwards as a muffled yawn escaped in puffs of smoke and debri, rotating his cranium upon an axis in attempts to stretch stiff muscles. Wisps of flames escaped his orbits, as he focused upon the breaching darkness. The diva, he had noticed, was well on her way in a vast world of endless dreams and serenity. Khiziakos snapped his mandible back to chur a sweet rhythm, swaying his caudal vertebrae {tail} delicately upon the shattered stones. 'Twas simply a sweet lullaby of his own to assure a dream alluded with keen light and a haze of twisted reality upon Marian... The brute kept at his sweet song until he may see the light breaking into the dark chasms, when the sun had taken its rightful place in the dreaded sky.
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Fereda took a step back, shocked for a second as the man spat right in their faces. Her shock was quickly replaced by calmness, she tightened her grip on her bow once more. She rested her hand on the hilt of her dagger on her right, biting her lower lip.
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Mezzira smiled softly and stoked the dog's back in a massaging manner, eyes following the people around. She frowned, however, when a large group came into view. Clad in armor, hands occupied with shields and swords, even one with a large axe. She grimaced. She'd know that weapon anywhere, it belonged to the
Commander of the King's army. A frown came when she realized that it was, indeed, the army themselves. Half of them, at least - And that's a lot. She watched silently as the people made a circle around the guards, eyeing them suspiciously when the group gathered around the inn. She tilted her head. "Oh, they're in trouble."
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Derizon frowned slightly, giving a short, sideways glance to Fereda before opening his mouth to try once again. The Inn Keeper stopped him when he shot him a dark smirk, and beckoned to the window. 's frowned deepened when he caught a glimpse of peoe clad in armor through the window, right before he got punched by the brutal Inn keeper. He stumbled back a few, quickly sheathing his sword and raising it in defense as the guards opened the door and burst in, the people in the building giving a frightened yell and backing away, most moving out from the back door. His brown eyes fell on the commander, his eyes darkening. He glanced over to Fereda again, backing over to the side of the stairs.
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Fereda raised her hand and arched it over her back, pulling an arrow from her sheath. She lodged it in the string of the bow and drew it back, ready to shoot. She edged slightly closer to Derizon, her face still calm and emotionless. She followed Derizon slowly to the side of the stairs, her steps only slight shuffles. She eyed the armed men, quickly coming up with the number of men there were. Her eyes rested on the Commander, she narrowed them and her lips turned down in a frown.
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"We won't make this hard on you. Just follow us." The Commander spoke, her voice firm. Derizon's eyes fell to a pair fo cuffs that a guard was holding. "To where?" He asked, tough the answer was quite obvious. "The Castle. King requests that be you there-"
"As prisoners?" He interrupted, gesturing to the cuffs with the tip of his sword. The commander crossed her arms. She was a whole lot older than Derizon, that was for sure, and a whole lot more taller as well. He narrowed his eyes as she stood straighter. "Depends." Came the reply, and the next moment the army was advancing forwards. Derizon's look snapped over to Fereda, silently asking her choice.
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Freda sighed and lowered her bow, but she kept it drawn back. She bit her lower lip and caught Derizon's eye, nodding slightly. She took a step back warily as the army advanced towards them, she raised her bow slightly, making sure they kept their distance. She had only been to the Castle once before, but she was very young at that time and could hardly remember it. Her expression changed slightly, so that she looked almost bored. She didn't take her eyes off of the older woman, watching as the Commander sneered at them.
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Derizon nodded to the Commander, but raised his sword when the guard with the cuffs moved forwards. "We can go on our own." He muttered, eyes flickering over to the sneering Leader. However, she nodded, and motioned her army back with a wave of her hand. Muttering something inaudible, he stepped out from the inn, quickly turning when he felt a rough hand of his shoulder. His gaze moved to the townspeople who stared in awe, before going to the blue haired boy from before. He then walked in the direction of the castle, glancing back to make sure nobody was trying anything.
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Freda followed Derizon out, her knuckles white from the tightness of the grip on her bow. She whinced as her bow was harshly wrenched free of her hand, "Give that back." She hissed, turning to the men who took it. She clenched her fists. No one takes her bow, not even the army. The man laughed, smirking "I said, give it back." She repeated, raising her hand and taking an arrow from her sheath.
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Derizon turned his head back, eyes moving to the small commotion that was ignored by the rest of the guards. He watched quietly, not sure what to do, but cleared his throat when Fereda reached for her arrows. "I'm sure they'll return it." He muttered, eyes flickering over to the nearing castle for a moment, the large doors seemed intimidating.
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After a bit of sleeping, Marian woke up. She heaved onto her knees, then stood onto her feet stretching. She walked over to the dragon, now realizing it was morning. She lightly shook the dragon, he then awoke, stretching his muscles and sliding his tail in a way it made soft music. She woke him up fully, and whispered, "May I go outside to get some fresh air?" What Marian said was true. The dragon was a fire breather, and more than often he breathed smoke, and Marian wanted out of their, before he choked her to death.
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Khiziako yielded his sweet lullaby as he watched eagerly the girl awake. The words she had possessed flowed freely from her mouth into his delicate slits, the brute consuming the questioning tone. He had a thought that Marian no longer desired to be kept in these locked chasms alluded with venomous smoke, thus freedom was made clear to his well mind. "If it is outside you wish to go," he exclaimed, a crackling voice arising from his ashen maw with each breath, corrupted by wistful puffs of smoke. Craning his neck towards the several mouths to which light shown thickly through, the beast unraveled studded wings in a graceful sweep as he parted his slick jaws to finish his response. "... Then it is outside you may. Though I do not trust the nature, for it has an uncanny way of revealing its many surprises. Now that you are forever mine, it has simply been carried forth upon you. I may accompany you during your time outside, get the fresh air you need and come sing me a sweet song. A dreamless slumber I have had during these last few moons, and nothing else would soothe my hallow bones the way your wondrous lullabies have done." This was Khiziako's simple order, a task not to be reckon with unless you choose a steaming fate. He shifted his position and slowly carried forth his body through narrow passages, until he had reached the end of the darkened labyrinth.
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Bump?~))
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Fereda shot one last glare towards the men that took her bow and turned her gaze to the castle, which was looming above them. She gulped and followed the army in, her arm brushing against Derizon's. She looked up at the doors, waiting for them to open. After a while of waiting, the doors finally creaked open and the group walked in. Fereda almost gasped in shock, it was huge! She glanced over at Derizon, awaiting his reaction.
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The boy's eyes merely widen slightly at the massive space, but he makes no movement except for walking straight ahead. He had never been inside the castle before, and was sure that his mother had only gone in once - To bear the announcement of her own daughter being given to the dragon. His gaze dropped to the throne, grip on the hilt of his sword tightening as the guards stop, and the Commander moving in front to go down on one knee, giving a swift bow to the Ruler of the Kingdom. Derizon does the same. Even if he knew the Ruler did not approve of his actions, he still held respect for him. He quickly got up, however, when said Ruler walked down from the dais.
The Ruler is still available to play as. o3o It can be a female, if you'd like. JustSaying. x3))
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Fereda dipped down in a respectful curtsey, holding her skirt out with each hand. She stood up as the Ruler advanced from his throne, his posture tall and proud. For a second, she met his gaze before her eyes averted to the floor in respect. She bit her lower lip, looking up at the Ruler through her lashes.
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Derizon raised his head, taking all he could muster up to not step back when The King stood, quite intimidatingly, in front of him, counting the large amount of guards behind and the Commander beside. "I heard you were going after the Diva, yes?" Came the low voice of the Ruler, and Derizon nodded. A sharp, barking laugh came the response. "And you brought a friend." He added, looking over to Fereda. The King hummed for a bit, before turning to the two. "You do realize that it is impossible to save a her, let alone approach the Dragon's den?" he muttered, pacing the ground slightly, a small smirk coming upon his lips. "Your efforts would be wasted. To travel to the other side of the planet, and simply get killed? Maybe not even by the dragon himself, possibly by his Guardian. Or even a random wolf, if you younglings tread on the wrong side." He tapped his chin, smirk widening. "The Diva shall remain with the dragon. Even with both your power combined, everything will go downhill, and sheshall not be saved by a pathetic boy such as you." He spat, gesturing to Dozeric. The boy, in turn, knew that this was goading, but his determination for completing the task interrupted his thoughts. With a yell, Dozeric lashed out with his sword.
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Bump.))
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Fereda watched for a second as Derizon lunged at the King with his sword. She reached out for his arm and brought it back gently, "it's not worth it." She whispered, so that only he could hear. Her face remained calm and respectful towards the Ruler of the Land, looking him straight in the eye. "Nothing's impossible." She said clearly, arching her eyebrows.
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Derizon lowered his sword, breathing through his nose like an angered bull, but otherwise kept silent. He watched as The Ruler smirked, glancing at his commander, who had raised her axe when Derizon moved. "Believe what you will." He muttered to Fereda, smirk moving to a smile. "Do you still so horribly insist on saving the Diva? I promise you wealth if you cancel your quest." He added, knowing full well that it was possible. The boy stubbornly shook his head, however. "I would rather my sibling be away from that wretched dragon, having to play a single instrument everyday until her throat is sore, just to please a beast." He replied, and the king smirked again, gesturing to the Commander. Said commander nodded, yelling a common to the army. Derizon raised his sword when the army took a step forwards, weapons raised once more at the two.
Mezzira hummed, before getting up on her feet. Giving a quiet glance to Falkor, she walked towards the castle, demanding that her curiosity be fulfilled. She shoved her hands into the pockets of her coat, tilting her head as she peered into the windows of the castle, moving a bunch of pale blue hair from her face.
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Fereda pulled out her knife from its sheath, her glare directed towards the man that had her bow. She pressed her back against Derizon's, so that no one could sneak up behind them. She held tightly onto the hilt, her knuckles white with the tightness. Her eyes burned furiously, but her expression stayed calm.
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"Very well, if you so insist." Was the last words the Ruler spoke before waving a hand and walking away, leaving them with the commander and the guards. The boy nodded slightly to Fereda, and growled when one brave guard leapt forward like a starving wolf. Silently remembering his training, he raised his sword, and with a small battle cry, swung it at the guard. Metal against metal sounded, and soon enough the army, encouraged by that one guard, attacked.
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Falkor let out a whine as her human glanced at her, giving her a warning look before pattering towards the castle, which wasn't very far off. Wagging her tail, the canine trotted after her, letting her tongue hang out as she hurried past the busy humans. Too busy to even notice a girl peeking into the castle's windows. The fae muttered to herself, slipping through the bushes. Tail still wagging, Falkor glanced up at the windowsill before balancing herself onto her hind legs and plopping her front paws onto the ledge. Glancing at Mezzira, Falkor watched the men battle as she panted, her tongue still stuck out.
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Fereda swung her knife out at the advancing men, making contact with both skin and metal. The man with her bow lunged at her, swinging her bow to meet her cheek. She staggered back, unable to clutch her burning cheek. The man laughed, showing off. Using his arrogance as an advantage, Fereda slid her knife down his arm, causing him to drop her bow. She swiftly bent down and grabbed it, already reaching for an arrow.
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Letting out another whine, Falkor stared at the men battling, her green optics scanning the area for the two humans. Her tail thumped against her body and the air as she spotted them, fighting for survivor. She wished to help them, but there was no way to sneak into the castle without being spotted. Besides, it was possible that Mezzira would stop her before Falkor could even have the chance to remove herself from the window. The canine let out a whimper and tried to place her paw on top of Mezzira's hand, staring into the human's eyes. What should we do?
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Derizon took a step back as the sword pushed down on his. The man on the other end was a whole lot muscly and heavy, looking as though he himself was made from dumbbells. Funny. He grunted, attempting to push back, almost certain he would fall already. His lucky chance came, however, when another plain, stupid guard rushed forwards behind, boots noisily tapping against the marble floor to signal his arrival. Quickly moving, he ducked under and slipped from the other sword's end, just as the smaller guard swung his sword. It cut through the large guard's hand, making him yell and stumble back in pain. The other was simply standing there, shocked with wide, grey eyes, and Derizon took this opportunity to stab his sword through the stunned guard's chest. He turned around to face another guard that was about to run him through. Blood splattered the floor and walls, dirtying the golden castle while the Commander watched. He hardly noticed the Ruler walking back to to the hall and returning to his Commander's side, whispering something into her ear.
Mezzira bit her lower lip and stared at the blood that stained the floor. She had killed before, yes, but never this brutally. She swallowed and was brought back from her thoughts by something rough yet soft on her hand. She glanced down to meet the paw, before moving her gaze to Falkor, who she didn't realize was staring into the castle like a human would. She placed her other hand atop the paw, and as though understanding the dog, spoke. "We'll help them. The King isn't being fair." She muttered, sheathing her shortsword before walking towards the large, open doors, nervously raising her weapon slightly. She warned herself not to get too involved, and glanced again towards her canine companion. She didn't know whether to let the dog fight or not. Did dogs even fight?
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Marian nodded, "Thank you.." She walked outside, and took in some good fresh air. She found a nearby flower patch. Walking over to them, she kneeled down and put the brightest, prettiest one in her hair. After a moment of sitting there, she walked back inside, following the dragon's deep breaths to him. She found him and kneeled down beside him, and started to sing a soft lullaby. She pet him gently on the shoulder while singing, to soothe him more.
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Falkor let out a bark and wagged her tail at Mezzira's reply. Did she hear me? I sure hope she did. Leaping down from the window, the canine followed the human towards the door. But when Mezzira paused to glance down at Falkor, she tipped her head to one side and pawed at the doors encouragingly. Don't worry about me! I'll be fine! She thought, glancing at the human before at the doors.
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Fereda fired arrow after arrow, hitting her target every time. But they seemed to just keep on coming, if one fell to the ground another would take his place. After a while, she ran out of arrows and was forced to use her bow as a weapon. She swung it at the advancing men, making contact with their heads and sending them sprawling. What happened next, was Fereda's biggest mistake. She didn't look behind her. Someone grabbed her from behind, pulling her towards them. They held her firmly by the hair, pulling it harshly if she struggled. Her bow lay a few feet away from her and her knife was nowhere to be seen. She felt something cold and sharp press up against her neck, applying a small amount of pressure, not enough to cut through her skin though. She was forced to gasp to get air through her lungs, the man's grip was beginning to suffocate her.
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Fereda fell to the ground, gasping for air for a few moments. She crawled over to where her bow lay and stood up, swinging the bow forward to whack a man across the face with it. She ran a hand through her hair, turning her head around in circles to release the tension in her neck. She pulled out a sword from on of the dead guard's belt, slicing it through a man's leg as he lunged at her.
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Letting out another bark, Falkor rushed through the doors, lunging for the guard how stood in the way. Taken by surprise, the guard let out a cry and fell the to the ground. Wagging her tail, the canine sprinted across the guard's body, letting her paws slip into his mouth. Panting, she glanced around for Mezzira and was relieved when the human was fighting. Deciding to stay close by her, Falkor rushed over and stuck by Mezzira's side, clamping her jaws around the guard's legs and tugging them down. It wasn't much, but it was all Flakor could do to help. Once, she nearly got her ear cut off by a sword the hissed through the air. Undaunted, the canine continued to aide Mezzira, letting out a few yelps as some wounds appeared on her pelt.
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Derizon continued with his own battle, hands flying up to defend himself as a blade struck down upon him. Grunting, he pushed it, using his leg to kick at his opponent's leg. Unstable, the guard was beaten by him and fell to the ground with a gaping hole in his chest. The boy glanced around, managing to spot a mess of blue hair and a yellow coloured figure near the floor. The boy and his dog, he recognised from earlier, and he felt a pang of gratefulness when he noticed they were fighting with them. His determination up, he rang past a group of guards, barely dodging their blows, but his eyes were fixed on the King. The Commander had disappeared to who-knows-where, but he didn't care.
Mezzira smiled towards Falkor as the guard went down. She stabbed her sword through his eye, before moving on to another guard. She moved swiftly, yet hardly graceful, steps faltering at times as she dealt with a few blows.
Viiul stopped the playing of her violin. She glanced up at the ceiling, as though she could see what was going on. Playing in the dungeons to the unlucky prisoners was her daily routine now. She liked to chat with them and find out about them, since she herself was much like a prisoner as well. Muttering an apology to the people, she walked up the stairs, violin in one hand, bow in another. She furrowed her brows at the commotion that took forth. Blood was the first thing she saw, then a few peculiar people who stood out from the crowd - They were the only ones not fully clad in armour. She tilted her head, assessing the trouble for a moment, before her eyes resting on a dark haired boy. She stared, dumbfounded for a moment, before slightly remembering her 'promise'. Realizing what the boy was about to do, she quickly moved, gracefully jumping in front of the unprotected king, black dress swaying about as she held up her bow, carefully aiming her weapon near her forehead in a defense style. She gave a small growl, mentally asking herself why she was helping this dumb person who was Ruler.
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Furry ears perked as Falkor swung her head. A bark escaped her maw as she noticed that a young girl was aiming her bow at the dark haired boy. This is ridiculous! A king asking a young, pretty girl to protect him? The canine thought, but she darted towards the young girl, not intending to hurt the poor human but to warn her. Falkor let out another sharp bark as she lunged for the girl, the canine's forepaws extended as she tried to knock down the girl.
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Derizon nearly fell in his run when a girl randomly popped out from nowhere, tempted to just stop right there and stare in confusion. But he let his body do it's own thing, resuming his charging. His eyes glared at her to move away, not wanting to hurt this stranger. His attention moved to the golden dog, however, when it rushed forwards.
Viiul, too focused on the charging older boy, didn't manage to noticed the dog until she felt the impact. Eyes widening slightly, she fell to the ground, a small yelp escaping past her lips as she looked at her attacker, a canine. She wasn't one to hurt animals, and simply tried to shake the dog off. It was so very tempting to just let the boy hit, or even kill the king, but none would know what would happen to her if she didn't keep her end of the bargain. The Dragon might receive two Divas, then. She shuddered at the thought, hesitating a moment as she glanced between the dog and the oncoming boy. Her heart seemed to drop down, when the Ruler easily dodged the boy's swing of his sword.
Mezzira bit her lip. When would that dog stop running into trouble? She yelled for Falkor's name, wanting to run to the dog and just drag the canine away, but she was too busy on a attack that nearly had her pinned to the ground, if it wasn't for the strong movement of her legs kicking up into her opponent's stomach harshly.
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Snarling, Falkor glared into the face of the girl, feeling sorry for this human. But she didn't take and chances as she lightly nipped the girl's throat, careful not to draw blood and she removed her jaws from the human's skin. Growling, she bared her teeth at her, wondering if she should get off her not. She might try to hurt the boy again, the canine thought. But when she saw the pained look on the human's face, the dog slipped off of the human and glanced at Mezzira, rushing at the guard who was attacking her. Taking the advantage, she leaped onto the guard's back and clamped her jaws around the tender throat of his, again wondering if she should kill this human or not.
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Fereda began to make her way over to Derizon, watching as a girl stood in his way. She swung her sword to the left, warding away the oncoming guards. A sigh of relief escaped her lips as a golden dog knocked the girl to the ground, allowing Derizon to lunge towards the King. She continued to walk forward, slicing her sword at any man that tried to approach. Her eyes followed the dog as it ran off to help the blue-haired girl, she quickened her pace. Fereda held out her sword, pointing it at the girl with the bow.
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The Violist growled, eyes narrowing. No, she wasn't the best at fighting. Her eyes momentarily shifted to the boy and the King, now in a fight, before moving back to the archer. Her fingers lightly wrapped around her bow, holding it aloft. She would throw it, if she had to. She was confused on what to do, for a moment, before she moved, quickly trying to stand while aiming the sword-like bow at the other girl.
Derizon lowered his brows, letting Fereda to deal with the strange girl. He focused his attention on the ever stubborn Ruler, gritting his teeth as he tried to at least cut the man, but he kept dodging like a snake. Growing frustrated, he tried using words. "Call off the battle." Was all that came out, however. He wasn't good with words.
Mezzira smiled slightly as the dog came running to her aid. She glanced over at the younger girl, clad in a black dress. The rest of the guards were doing the same thing as her - Staring at the commotion. Some were wanting to go and help, but were hesitating. The Ruler had looked like he was handling himself well, and needed no help of any sort. She moved her blue hair from her face and glanced,not knowing what to do either. "Jeez, what do we do?" She muttered, asking Falkor as she edged closer to the four.
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Fereda narrowed her eyes further as the girl stood up, she took a moment for her eyes to slide over the girl's full body. It seemed like a fair fight, if there was one in the first place. Her eyes rested on the girl's dark green eyes, her honey-coloured ones burning into them. She lifted her sword higher, so that it was level with the girl's neck. She gripped her bow tighter, her knuckles turning white. "I wont hurt you if you don't hurt any of us." She said calmly, not taking her eyes off of the girl's gaze.
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"I-" She hesitated, gaze flickering over to the Ruler. She wanted to much to assure that she would not hurt them. Exhaling loudly, she moved her gaze to the tip of the threatening sword, a small excuse to not meet the other's eyes. "I can't promise." She bit her lip, before moving backwards, away from the sword, and instead turning to run at Derizon, tip of her bow dangerously pointing at him.
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The canine let out a sharp bark again, to warn the boy once again. Jeez, how many times will I have to do this? Falkor wondered as she sprinted for the girl again, this time considering to snap the human's neck. As she lunged for the girl, she failed to see a guard leap for the canine, swiping his sword at the canine. Pain exploded from the side of Falkor, and before she knew it, she was lying on the floor, barely an inch away from killing the girl. A guard stood over her, poising his sword at her throat. Eyes wide, Falkor struggled to get to her paws, but the man kicked her down, his boot digging into the wound he'd given her. A yelp managed to escape her throat as she tried to squirm away, baring her teeth at the leg of the girl.
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Fereda gasped as the golden dog fell down right next to her feet, she reached down to help it, only to be pushed aside by a guard. She narrowed her eyes and held up her bow, lunging for the man. She slid her bow over his head, so that it was trapped inside the string. She pulled back, blocking off his air system. His struggling began to weaken as he began to suffocate, finally going limp. She threw the guard to the ground, turning to the girl in the black clothes.
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Falkor fell limp with relief when the strange girl came to her aide, chocking the guard to death. Deciding to repay the girl later, Falkor struggled to get to her paws as she limped closer to the human in very dark clothes - although it was hard due to her color-blindness. Shaking her head, she tried to clamp her jaws around the leg of the girl's digging her teeth into the leg as if she were gnawing on the bone of a chicken's leg. Falkor wasn't sure if she had correctly gotten the girl's leg, but it was worth a shot.
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Viiul nearly stumbled when pain shot in her leg. Wincing, she glanced down, eyes locking onto the yellow form, who had dug it's teeth into her flesh. Now she was truly confused on what to do. Grumbling she glanced between everyone, closing her eyes for a small moment. Opening them, she raised her bow, hands slightly shaking, and was about to bring it down on the dog before the Ruler's voice burst through the air.
"Stop." It called out to everybody, and for some reason Derizon froze, as though ice had hit him smack in the face. His sword still hovered in the air, his grip tighter than ever. His eyes still blazed at the higher authority person before him. He wasn't up to any good, Derizon could see the obvious smirk on his lips. The King's eyes moved over to the Violist. "Veidhlin? Come, spar with this boy." He chuckled, gesturing to the boy across from him. Derizon followed his gaze to the darkly dressed girl, eyes studying her. From what he had witnessed, she used a violin bow for a weapon. Odd. The King was still chuckling, his eyes gleaming with...Madness? He grimaced, but played along with this infuriating Euler, curious yet cautious at what his plans was.
Mezzira watched when Falkor ran over to pin- no, attack the girl. She took a few steps, the guards ready to stop her, but they stopped when the King yelled a command. She stopped in her tracks now, watching silently, but still worried.
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Fereda bit her lip and watched silently as everyone stopped fighting to listen to the Ruler's words. She wanted to just lash out and kill him so badly, but she resisted the urge. She took a few steps back, only to bump into another guard. She drove her sword right through his stomach, without even looking. Once he became limp, she pulled out the sword and wiped the blood off on the dead man's tunic. She did that silently, so that she didn't interrupt the King.
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At the King's command, the dog released her grip from the girl's leg, growling softly as the King continued to speak. Whatever spar means, sounds dangerous. Falkor muttered to herself, annoyed at the human's language. Deciding to stay back and see what it meant, she trotting over to Mezzira's side, glaring at the guards around her as the canine sat next to her. A bushy tail thumped against the castle's ground as she waited for the next move of the two.
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Her aching leg now released, she shot a small glare to the dog before moving over to the boy, obeying the King's orders. This was hardly fair - She had a bow- A bow - for a weapon, while the boy had a full, actual sword. She narrowed her eyes slightly at the Ruler, but took her stance. She placed her violin on a random table at the side which luckily hadn't been crushed in the battle, and held her bow as one would with a sword. Swallowing the lump in her throat, she charged forwards.
Derizon raised his own sword as the girl charged forwards, taking a small step forwards to steady himself against the blow. This violinist wasn't experienced with battle, she knew this, for the girl didn't hold her sword properly, and was charging forwards without a second thought. A expert he may not be, but it was obvious for even a non-warrior to know. Easily side-stepping her, he used the advantage and landed a blow on the female's shoulders. It was enough to hurt and maybe make that spot ache, but not enough to kill her. This was a spar, after all.
Viiul grimaced, quickly spinning back to face the boy. Humiliation. That was what the wretched Ruler wanted to do. Humiliate her. She gritted her teeth, trying to ignore the embarrassment, attempting to hit Derizon again. She knew she was not a warrior, but she gave it her all. She moved her gaze to the floor when the boy blocked her with his sword, and she tried to move to the side, taking her bow away from the sword's weight, but Derizon moved faster. Quickly spinning, he caught her off guard and knocked her to the ground using the hilt of his sword, at the same time knocking the bow far from her reach. He proceeded to aim his sword at her neck, not saying anything, his eyes boring down onto her, brown clashing against green.
A clap came from the back, where the King stood. He muttered a something under his breath, and pointing his finger to the side, the guards moved away from the room, leaving the group alone. "Nice job." He smirked, walking over to the two and stopping a few distances away. There was a small silence. "Viiul, you're out." A confused look came upon the girl's features, holding herself up with her elbow. Derizon stepped back, lowering his sword to his side as he glanced at Fereda, then over to the dog and the blue haired boy. The Violinist slowly stood up, immediately walking to retrieve her bow. Once she did so, she moved in front of the Ruler, eyes falling to the ground as she got down on one knee. "Apologies, my King. I'm afraid I do not know what you speak of." She muttered, trying her best to ignore the others.
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Falkor didn't know what to do after the spar was over. Confusion glinted in her eyes when the two parted, and the King called something which Falkor didn't understand. Shrugging, the canine stuck her nose into Mezzira's hand, licking it as she stared up at Mezzira. Can we go now or something? I smell something delicious.
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Mezzira looked down at the dog, frowning slightly. She didn't move, however, wanting to see what was about to happen. She wanted to help as well - She wouldn't just go into a fight for no reason. Okay, maybe sometimes she does, but it was different now. Tilting her head, she smiled softly and rubbed Falkor's head, sitting down beside the canine.
The King tilted his head. "It means that you're out. Off the palace grounds, live a life in the Kingdom. You've no use to me, really." He folded his arms, eyes momentarily glancing over to Fereda. "How most everybody's managed to defeat you, how you've failed to keep your oath to protect me. Might as well hand you over to the dragon, even." He muttered, and Viiul's emotions were mixed slightly. She was trying to decide between being angry or happy. Happy, because she would be able to leave the Kingdom, free of the King, but she wasn't one to just walk off after spending nine years to please this mean man, only to be thrown away like thrash. Grip tightening on her bow, nearly cutting herself on the metal, she roared and swung up, only to be knocked back by a figure jumping in front of the King - The Commander.
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((Yikes that girl got a strong roar))
Falkor flattened her ears when the girl let roar and swung her sword at the King, only to be knocked over by the Commander. Even from here, the canine could smell something strange about that Commander, and her back fur bristled as she let out a growl. Unsure of what to do, Falkor remained in her spot, glaring at the two as she waited for their next move again. If things got hot, the canine decided to attack the girl.
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xD She's really a lion, rawr.))
She huffed the blue axe was shoved in her face. How many times was she threatened today? Three? She gritted her teeth and narrowed her eyes, hand fumbling about for the bow. "We're done. Send these people out." The King muttered, the smirk still on his stupid face as he walked away, gesturing to the large group of people. The Commander nodded and swung the axe over her shoulder, strangely reaching out a hand towards the violinist. Viiul swatted it away and got up by herself, stumbling a little ungracefully. She swiped her mouth using the back of her hand, ridding of the blood there. She walked over to the table and took her black violin, eyes fixed on the entrance as she begun to walk to it.
Derizon lowered a brow in confusion, staring after the King as he walked away. The boy was tempted to go after the Ruler, see what in the world was up his sleeve, calling them here in an attempt to kill them, then sending his own...Servant? Away, along with them. He was brought out of his thoughts with a sharp jab of a hilt on his shoulder. He looked up to the Commander, but gave a sharp nod and turned, walking over to Fereda.
Mezzira snorted and got up, giving Falkor a last pat before she walked over to Derizon and Fereda. The boy looked at her with slight confusion, but none were threatening. "Would you both like to stay at my place for a while? Seems like you've no place to rest." She muttered, glancing over to the violinist. "No offense." She added, just in case. Going up against the two would be horrible.
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Falkor stared at Mezzira, surprise glinting in her eyes. What? We just risked our lives to save them and now you have to help them again? The canine sulked, glancing at the two. Just leave 'em out on the streets - they can survive by themselves. Besides, if they accept, that means I have to sleep on the floor again. This time - Falkor glared at the boy and the girl, before eyeing the violinist as the girl walked away. I do hope Mezzira wasn't speaking to that girl either...disastrous it would be! The dog thought, wondering what it would be like to live with an enemy.
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Veidhlin walked down the Castle's small flight of stairs, walking a few short distances until she arrived at the town. Her eyes trained on it, she got a few distasteful stares. She narrowed her eyes, making for the market, but paused. How foolish of her. She had absolutely nothing, and stealing from a stall would be risky. Especially since she just got kicked out of the castle. Furrowing her brows in thought, she leaned against a random wall, subconsciously starting to play a soft, sad melody on her violin.
Because random music is nice |D))
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((Yes, random music is nice. - cries in white handkerchief - Nah, just kidding.))
Falkor let out a growl as the violinist left the castle, appreciation flickering through her. Well, that's one thing to worry about the least. Flicking her tail, she glanced back up at the two, waiting for their reply.
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-Shall wait for Darkpetal o3o-))
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(Sorreh, school!)
Fereda shrugged at the girl's offer and glanced over at Derizon, awaiting his reply. The two seemed nice enough, but you could never be too careful. She glanced over at the violinist as she left, running a hand through her hair. Her face remained calm, but her body was still tense as she clutched tightly onto her bow.
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Derizon tilted his head a little, but nodded, rather hesitantly. Mezzira smiled, eyes momentarily moving to Viiul. "Shall we head off, then? My house is a little ways from where the market is." She chuckled, glancing down at Falkor. Moving her bue hair from her face, she walked over to the stairs, glancing back at times as she began making her way to the town, stopping a little to see if they were following.
"If it isn't little Veidhlin." A voice broke her thoughts, as well as her song, making it end on a sour note. Her eyes moved to the source of the voice, landing on the scarred face of a boy older than her. She narrowed her eyes. "Kjell. How nice to see you." She muttered, folding her arms as she fought the urge to step back when the boy approached. "I heard you got kicked out from the Castle?" He said in a small questioning tone, a dark chuckle following afterwards. "Rumors spread fast, Violinist." He added, a smirk on his lips.
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Fereda let out a long breath, turns out she had forgotten to breathe in the past five minutes. She followed the blue-haired girl, making sure to stay closer to Derizon. She wrenched out her arrows from the bodies around them, wiping away the blood on the corpse's clothes. She licked her dry lips, touching her cheek where there was a bruise running across her cheekbone.
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Derizon unsheathed his sword, glancing around the town. His eyes wondered to Fereda, managing to catch the small action. "Injuries?" He asked with a single word, but his tone was soft and caring. He rubbed the tips of his fingers together slightly. He'd have to ask if the blue haired boy had anything to heal with. If not, they'd have to deal with it.
Viiul quirked an eyebrow in faked confusion. "Oh, really?" She asked, sarcasm lacing her tone. She didn't say anything much, though, eyes narrowing further. "You know, it's been a long time since I've seen you. You've been staying way too long under the protection of the castle." He murmured, walking another step closer to the Violinist. Viiul gripped her bow tighter, muscles tensing as she bit her bottom lip. "It's been a long time since I've had any fun." He repeated with different words, before roughly grabbing her arm, making the younger girl yelp in pain and surprise and drop the bow.
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Falkor trotted alongside Mezzira, her golden tail slowly wagging as she glanced around. A few people were pointing at them and murmuring something, but the rest were either bushy shopping or arguing. The loud chatter of the humans hurt Falkor's ears, but she tolerated it at shook her pelt out, turning the street corner as she began to near her familiar home. A sudden shriek pierced the air and the canine quickly whipped her head around, but there was nothing in sight. A growl escaped her maw as she noticed that the humans didnt' say anything - only continued with selling and all. Deciding that they probably didn't hear it, Falkor removed herself from Mezzira's side and sprinted down the cobblestones, her tongue sticking out as she headed towards where the noise had faded. But she halted, unsure now that the shriek was silent. A huff escaped her maw as she glanced around and her back fur bristled as she recognized the scent of the violinist. Maybe she's harassing someone!
Letting out a sharp bark, the canine began to follow the scent, almost letting people trip on her as they hurried past. Ignoring the angry cries of the humans, Falkor slowed down to a trot when the violinist's scent grew stronger. Her nose wrinkled as she detected someone else's too, but she guessed it was the person she was attacking. Sharply turning the corner, a snarl rippled out of her mouth, but it wasn't as what she had excepted. A young boy's hand was tightly gripped on the girl's arm, and the female looked terrified. Confused for a moment, Falkor glared at both of them, unsure of what to do next.
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Fereda looked up to meet Derizon's eyes, slightly surprised at the softness in his tone. She quickly looked down and shook her head, smiling. "Yeah, I'm fine. I've had worse." She shrugged, raising her arm up to put her arrows in her sheath. Her eyes followed the canine as it bounded off, she looked over at the other girl -or boy- to see what they would do.
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"H-Hey, wait!" She yelled at Falkor, groaning in frustration as the canine bounded away. She turned towards the two. "I am so sorry." She apologized, turning around to run after Falkor. She stopped when she could see her, relief rushing to her face. She opened her mouth to speak, but shut it when she saw what the dog was staring at.
Derizon smiled, but it was gone as fast as it had come.He stared for a moment as the canine and the boy ran off, and with a glance to Fereda and a shrug of his shoulders, he walked off at a leisurely pace behind, sharply remembering where the boy had run off to.
"I thought you ceased your reckless bullying ever since your mother reprimanded you harshly." She spoke, trying to force a smirk on her face, but it only came out as a pained one when the boy just twisted her wrist and pushed her roughly into the wall, a deep frown on his face. "I don't care anymore. You don't even have a mother." He snickered at her confused expression, delivering a knee to her stomach before she could say anything else.
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Another growl tore out of Falkor's mouth when the boy shoved the violinist into the wall. His knee suddenly flashed and barreled into the girl's stomach without a word. Falkor wasn't sure what he was doing, but she anyway rushed forward to protect the violinist, even though she had attacked the girl. Deciding to use the same move, the canine lunged for the boy's leg, not bothering to think if she had him or not.
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Mezzira didn't move when Falkor attacked, but her muscles tensed. She watched silently, eyes narrowing slightly as she brought out her dagger, ready to attack the boy or violinist - She didn't know.
Viiul coughed violently as she was released, watching as the boy yelled in pain and stumbled backwards, hurriedly looking down at his attacker. She used this time to grab her violin and bow, looking back in time to see the boy messily try to grab the dog roughly and pull it away from him. She walked up behind him and hit him on the back of the head with her violin, eyes narrowed slightly.
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A muffled yelp escaped Falkor's maw as the boy's grubby hands grabbed her scuff in attempt to tug her off. Suddenly, a shadow loomed over her and a loud crack was heard in the air. Releasing her grip on the boy's leg, she looked up to see that the violinist was clutching her violin in her hand, staring with eyes narrowed at the boy. Unsure what to do, Falkor retreated back to Mezzira, her eyes fixed on the girl.
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Fereda shrugged and followed carelessly behind Derizon, slowing to a stop when the canine came into view. A frown appeared on her face as she recognised the violinist who hit a boy on the back of the head with her violin. Fereda slightly raised an eyebrow, but stayed silent and watched with her hand gripping tightly onto her bow.
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Mezzira frowned slightly, kneeling down to inspect Falkor for any injuries that the boy had delivered. She gave a glance at Derizon and Fereda, before moving her gaze to Viiul. Who's side was the girl on? Confused, she spoke. "Need a place to stay for the time being?" She asked out of nowhere, returning her attention to checking on Falkor.
Derizon had half his sword sheathed already, and glanced down at the blue haired boy. He furrowed his brows and glanced over at the violinist, saying nothing but watching and letting this play out. If the girl attacked, it would be no trouble to beat her again. He crossed his arms slightly.
Viiul looked up, and the boy seemed to crumple to the ground like a rag doll. Had she hit too hard? She bit her lower lip, noticing that the same three people - Four, including the dog - had gathered around her once more. She looked over to Mezzira, unsure of what to say. She merely shrugged.
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Fereda's frown deepened as soon as the words came out of the blue haired boy's mouth. She didn't trust the violinist and wasn't particularly excited about sharing her lodgings with her. She wiped her brow and bit her lower lip, waiting for the violinist's reply. She exhaled quietly as the girl shrugged, she glanced down at the unconscious boy but turned her gaze back to the girl.
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Mezzira's frown deepened at the mere reply, but abruptly clapped her hands. "Great!" She spoke, glancing up at the darkening sky. The lamps were already beginning to turn on, people returning to their homes after a long day at work. "I suggest we should go before it fully becomes midnight?" She muttered, shuddering slightly at the memory of a poor, innocent child getting ripped to pieces by a stray wolf that had wandered into town. Things tended to sneak into here, and be gone before sunrise where they escaped the patrolling guard's swords. She swallowed, blinked, and got up, walking nervously in the direction back home.
Viiul turned her gaze to the ground. Well, this was going to be awkward.Letting out a soft sigh, she followed after the blue haired boy, picking up her bow in the process. She inspected it, and a little frown came onto her face when she noticed that a part of the bow had chipped off from the battle in the castle. A battle mark, she guessed, and let her hands drop loosely to her sides. She hoped this gesture would be enough to tell them that she wouldn't kill or hurt them.
Derizon narrowed his eyes at Mezzira, but followed anyways. His hand still rested on the hilt of his sword, eyes moving to Fereda. "Trust her?" He whispered, jerking his chin in the direction of the violinist. His voice was low and cautious, his boots clanking on the ground, a small noise to cover his voice better.
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Falkor trotted behind the violinist, her eyes fixed on the girl for any sign of danger. Even though she had helped this girl, there still was something that Falkor didn't trust about her. Whenever the violinist moved her hands, the canine let out a soft growl, her eyes narrowed as she glared at the violin. Whatever that does, I'm sure it's used as a weapon! However much the girl used her violin to knock out the boy, it still irritated Falkor. A sigh escaped her maw as she glanced around, her back fur bristling as she inspected the area for any danger.
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Maybe someone should PM a MOD about moving this to the Off Topic section, since the Free For All Roleplay section has been deleted. Just saying...))
Fereda slightly shook her head, glancing up at the violinist. She didn't seem threatening, but the memories of the castle were still fresh in her mind. She followed silently, she had always been very light on her feet. She turned her gaze down at the canine, a smile appearing on her lips. She liked animals, if they trusted you then you could trust them.
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Oh, it's been deleted? I didn't notice. xD))
Mezzira brought her hand up to rub the back of her neck, feeling the awkward silence dawn upon the group. She cleared her throat and continued, before stopping in front of a buidling. An old, rusty, broken down, small building. It was two levels - The first looked much like a shop, and the second floor was two not-so-spacy rooms. She smiled slightly. "Welcome!" She gestured, stepping inside the lone building and turning on the dim lights.
Derizon nodded, shifting his jacket slightly when they arrived at the run down buidling. He inspected it from the outside, eyeing the strange cracks and dents in the wall. He hesitated slightly outside the door, but walked in anyway, soon enough.
Veidhlin slightly inclined her head to glance at the dog, slightly startled by the growl. She ignored it, though, when they arrived. She felt her grip tighten on her violin and bow, taking in the condition of the house. It looked like it hadn't been used in years. She shrugged, glancing inside, the dim lights barely doing anything to help light up the room.
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xD All you need to do is PM WhiteLightHeart and ask her to move it))
Fereda raised an eyebrow at the state of the building but reluctantly followed Derizon in. She ooked around her, resisting the urge to wrinkle her nose in disgust. She jumped as a squeak interrupted the deafening silence that surrounded them and grabbed Derizon's hand. She quickly pulled away, embarrassed by her actions. SHe peered into the darkness, inpesting the space around them in the dim light.
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Falkor trotted in after the rest, undaunted by the building. When she felt the hesitation in the group, she refrained herself from rolling her eyes - if canines could. Just move in! She thought, impatiently as she gave the humans an encouraging nudge. Squeezing past the humans, Falkor caught up with Mezzira and pulled ahead, glancing back at the rest as she scrambled up the old stairs.
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Mezzira smiled as Falkor made her way up the stairs. She turned to the rest. "Uh, there's some chairs around. Just sit down and I'll...Uh." She trailed off, busying herself with dragging a few wooden chairs around and shifting some boxes. Then she moved to a small cupboard, dragging out a box which was full of a few bandages and healing sources. She placed it on the table.
Derizon nodded his thanks and sat down on a chair, glancing over to Fereda and Viiul. He moved his gaze to the box, slightly opening it to see. He pulled out a bandage, gesturing for Fereda to come over.
Viiul smiled slightly and leaned on a wall, glancing around. She watched silently as the dog went upstairs, and felt her curiosity rising. "You're the only one staying here?" She asked, tapping the blunt end on her chin subconsciously.
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((Random question but did you PM WhiteLightHeart and ask her to save this RP?))
Trotting through the dust, Falkor let out a sneeze as she shook out her pelt. A thin layer of dusty rested on the varies objects here, but Falkor glanced around, leaping into the mattress as she patted her paws onto the material. She wasn't about to rest, she was just checking the quality of the mattress just in case. Satisfied, the canine scrambled off the mattress and darted downstairs, her claws clicking against the wood as she landed on the ground. Wagging her tail, Falkor trotted over to Mezzira and nuzzled the human's hand before plopping onto the ground. Her ears raised as she heard the violinist speak in their native language, but the canine wasn't interested in what the humans had to say to each other. A yawn escaped her maw as she glanced around, her tail thumping against the floor.
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((May I please join? If not, that's fine ^^))
Name:
"Simon Kelis, at your service."
Simon Kelis
Age:
"Excuse me, but is this an interrogation?"
18
Gender:
"... Female. Obviously."
Male
Appearance:
(http://img1.ak.crunchyroll.com/i/spire2/aa2bc12d30e1dc240a31893086c5f3031230471256_full.jpg)
Personality:
"Oh, well ..."
Simon is a pleasant guy, and he is easy to talk to. He'll gladly offer to carry your belongings or accompany you if you need him to. He doesn't mind helping others, and he is very friendly and trustworthy. He sometimes can be too nice, however. He also keeps his past and pain locked up inside of him, speaking of it to no one. He doesn't easy trust people, but he is still nice to them. He sometimes gets angry easily and can be violent or hurtful when he does. Sometimes, he is rude though.
History:
"Honestly, I don't think I'm very interesting."
Simon grew up in a decent environment with his younger brother where his parents educated him and taught both of them good manners. While Simon became polite, his younger brother never took those lessons very well. They all lived happily until Simon's parents passed away from unknown causes when Simon was fifteen. His younger brother mysteriously disappeared shortly after that. Shortly after that, he was involved in an accident that resulted in the loss of many of his memories, although he knows who he is and who his brother is. Some memories are blurry in his mind, and he has trouble remembering. Ever since then, Simon has been on his own. When he heard about the girl being taken to the dragon to sing him lullabies, it reminded him of the pain of losing his younger brother, and he wanted to help find her too.
Other:
"I think you've shared enough about me."
I believe I have.
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Accepted! Welcome to the RP! :D And, to Oreoz: No. Because I'm a horrible noob and I don't know how to PM her. Or find her account. xD))
Mezzira sat down beside Falkor, hand moving to rub the dog's head again. She glanced up at the others. "I don't live alone. I have Falkor." She gestured to the golden dog beside her, a small smile on her face. "When you want to sleep, there's a whole bunch of mattresses upstairs." She chuckled, laying down on the dusty floor, eyes moving to gaze at a dusty window.
Viiul nodded, eyes continuing to look around. "...Nobody else? Family?" She continued, eyes going back to focus on the blue haired boy, hands fiddling with her violin.
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((D: No, you're not a noob - you just need some help...I will help. :3
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Hope this helped))
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Simon Kelis
The sounds of his heavy boots hitting the cobblestones filled Simon's ears as he lightly stroked the soft petals of a pale, yellow flower. He had bought it for no reason, mostly because he was tired of the jingling sound of coins in his small bag, and he also liked the color of nature's creation. It would light up his room a little, but he knew it would soon wilt and be tossed in the garbage like so many other flowers. He paid no attention to the darkness falling around him like a heavy blanket as he walked down the deserted streets towards his house. His living quarters were small, but there was only one of him to care for.
Simon began to softly whistle, drawing out the notes in the tranquil night and listening to them as they slowly drifted away. He dipped his nose into the petals, and a ghost smile flickered on his lips at the sweet scent, warming his eyes. He only wished he had someone to share this moment with, but for now, he was happy enough.
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((@CoffeeAddict: Is it okay if we pretend that Simon and Falkor knew each other back then?))
A sudden whistle made Falkor's ears perked, and a whine escaped her maw as she remembered something about it. It was faint, however, and Falkor frowned as she glanced around. She wasn't sure where the source was coming from, but when she trotted over to the small window, her eyes widened. I know that whistle from somewhere! Letting out a bark, the canine leaped out the glass-less window and trotted over to the sound, her tail wagging as she recognized the human. She let out another friendly bark as she padded over to Simon's side. Jumping up, her tongue rasped over the human's fingers as she leaned against him for support, her tail wagging furiously.
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Mkay, I've sent her a PM! ^^ Thanks, Oreoz. :3))
Mezzira face palmed herself when Falkor leapt out the window. "I wish I could just put a leash on the dog.." She muttered, a small joke to herself, before getting up and following the dog out the window, leaving the three to the house. She half-walked, half-jogged to keep up, but stopped when she saw a figure. She tilted her head in curiosity.
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((Np <3333 Just happy to know that the RP will be safe :3))
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((@OreoHeroz: Sure, that's fine! :3 So Simon was Falkor's original owner?))
Simon Kelis
The last few notes ended abruptly, shattered by a dog's bark echoing in the air. Simon blinked. He hadn't seen a dog for such a long time. He reached into the back of his mind for a dusty memory laced with cobwebs, but the pages were yellowed and the images were distorted. Shaking his head and shoving his thoughts away, he formed his lips and began his song again, but the dog's barks started up again, sounding closer.
Simon stopped in the middle of his steps as a golden dog trotted up to him, her fur shining in the leftover traces of sunlight. A smile broke out onto his face as he reached down to pat the beautiful creature on her head. "Good evening," he politely greeted her, believing she would be able to understand him. Strangely, she appeared familiar to him, but he decided it was only his imagination attempting to lead him into a twisted trick. "Would you care to smell this flower?"
Without waiting for a reply, Simon bent down and held the flower underneath the dog's nose.
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((Yep))
Falkor let out a quieter bark as she sniffed the flower. A strange scent flew up in her nose - a scent she was familiar with, but she never got familiar with. Tilting her head to one side, Falkor turned away from the object and moved forward, licking the boy's face as she let out a whine. She placed her paw on the boy's arm, wishing he would realized who this canine was. Don't you remember me? she whimpered, staring into the eyes of her former owner.
((Whoops - gtg))
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((Awwh, bye!))
Simon Kelis
The dog willingly smelled the flower, but she appeared to be distracted. Simon squeezed his eyes shut as the dog's tongue ran over his face, wetting his cheeks and causing another smile to flicker on his face. He felt the dog press her paw against his arm, her claws slightly scratching him, and he opened his eyes to see her staring at him. He could've sworn he caught a flash of concern and desperateness running through her eyes, but he inwardly shook his head at himself. Look at you, he silently laughed at himself. Reading a dog's emotions.
Simon stared back into the unblinking eyes of the canine. "What is it?" he asked her, a frown slightly tugging his eyebrows downwards. "You look at me as if you expect me to know something, but I don't." Did he? Confusion rippled through him, and a slight pain blossomed behind his right eyebrow, throbbing like it always did whenever he started to get stressed. He glanced up to see a figure standing a short distance off, watching them both, and he raised a hand to greet it.
"Is this your dog?" he called.
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Mezzira shook her head, as if getting herself out of her trance. "Uh-" She paused, not sure what the answer was. She shrugged. "I guess?" A questioning tone made it's way into her voice, and she walked a little closer. "She seems to know you, though. She wouldn't just go running to somebody if it didn't matter to her. Most of the time." She added the last part, giving a small glare to the canine. She shoved her hands in her pockets.
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Falkor titled her head to one side as she glanced from Simon to Mezzira. Unsure of what to do, she trotted to Mezzira and licked her hand, before returning to Simon. Falkor didn't know how to get Simon to remember her, and frustration gnawed at her. With a little shake to her head, Falkor raised her hind leg to scratch the back of her ear in attempt to remove the nagging itch. A sigh escaped her maw as she placed her hind leg down.
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Simon Kelis
As the figure approached, Simon saw that it was a boy, only younger than him by a year or two. A smile twinkled in his eyes at the boy's response. "You guess?" he asked, and a chuckle slipped into his words. He shot an affectionate glance at the dog as she lifted her hind leg to rapidly scratch at the back of her ear. "Well," he said, "she's a pleasant dog, more well-mannered than a lot of the dogs I've met." Curiosity flickered on his face. The dog almost looked depressed, and he reached out to stroke her soft chin in hopes that it would slightly lift her spirits. Her fur was cool to the touch, and it felt good against his fingers. "How'd you two meet, if you don't mind my asking?"
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Oh GAWD, how did they meet? xD))
Mezzira smirked. "You'd think she was well mannered." She muttered under her breath, walking over to Falkor. She tilted her head further at his next question. "I don't know. I just found her and we made friends." She chuckled, reaching down to help Falkor with her itch. "What's your name?"
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((Wait are you talking about Falkor and Simon?))
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((haha XD
@OreoHeroz: You know that wolf roleplay we were working on? I finished the drawing of Crowmist and Autumn Breeze! :3))
Simon Kelis
Simon slightly smiled as the boy reached down and scratched the dog's ear for her. He could sense a strong bond between the two, and he didn't want to disturb it, but he was beginning to fear he was. He slightly stepped away from the dog to allow the boy his space. "My name is Simon," he responded. Hesitation quivered within him before he continued, "If you don't mind my asking, what is yours?" His eyes rested on the dog. "And the dog's?"
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I think Simon as referring as to how Falkor and Mezzira met. O3o))
"Mez-" She paused, her body going fetid still for a small moment. "Dimas." She smiled, a slightly sheepish one. "This is Falkor." She gestured to the dog, smile widening slightly. She glanc at the two, moving her blue hair from her face again to see clearer.
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((@Crystwolf: Oh, okay. x3
@CoffeeAddict: Great! Can't wait to see it!<333))
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Simon Kelis
Simon stared at the dog thoughtfully. "Falkor," he murmured softly, tapping his chin with his finger. He glanced at the boy. "Mez-Dimas?" he questioned with a slight grin. "I've never heard of such a name before, but I guess people are unique." He shrugged a little and glanced at the rows of silent houses. "So where do you and Falkor live? I don't think I've ever seen you two around."
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She chuckled. "No, just Dimas." She smiled slightly, straightening up again. "We live there." She pointed to the fairly old building which seemed to be the odd one from the rest. She tilted her head. "A few guests are there. Hopefully they didn't break anything. Warriors." She mumbled the last part, glancing back at Simon. "Wanna visit?"
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May I get a short recap? Sorry, I sort of got caught up in a 'disagreement'.))
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((Simon is my new character by the way. Basically, Falkor - the dog - recognized Simon as her old owner so she ran out into the streets. Dimas (the girl pretending to be the boy) followed after her, and now Simon is about to visit her home. That's all I know right now so sorry if I wasn't of much help. XD))
Simon Kelis
For the first time during the whole evening, Simon noticed the darkness beginning to settle down, but he wasn't worried. He probably would have enough time to return to the safety of his own house before the creatures started patrolling the streets. Besides, he was interested in meeting new people, and Dimas seemed friendly enough. "Sure," he responded to the boy. "I don't see why not." He didn't usually enter other people's homes, and when he did, it was mostly for business or a serious matter that required tending to. It would be nice to visit someone for informal purposes.
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Yearp. Before Mezzira/Dimas left she gave Derizon a box of bandages and other healing stuff. Derizon called Fereda to help herself to the things. Viiul is just standing there.))
Mezzira nodded. "Shall we move, then?" She asked, starting to walk slowly back to the house. "I'm sure Falkor will enjoy your company." She chuckled, giving a small, short glance at the dog.
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((Lol I keep getting mixed up and putting "girl" instead of "boy" for Mezzira/Dimas in my Simon posts. XD))
Simon Kelis
A smile spread across Simon's face as he willingly followed the boy. "It's quite easy to tell what Falkor is thinking, isn't it?" he commented, glancing at the dog and giving her a fond scratch on the head. "How many guests are you hosting?" he asked, partially out of curiosity and also to keep the conversation going for a bit.
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Okay, thanks!))
Fereda walked quickly over to Derizon's side, peering over his shoulder down at the medic box. She raised her head at the sound of the blue-haired boy's voice and watched as he left after the dog. She shifted uncomfortably and opened her mouth to speak, but then closed it as she remembered the violinist was still here. She perched on the side of the armchair and reached out for a bandage lying in the box.
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"Three." She replied, a hand flying up to rub the bottom of her chin. "Four, including you." She chuckled, peering into the broken window to see everybody was where she had left them, and everything seemed peaceful. Good.
Derizon and Viiul glanced over to the window, silently assessing the new stranger. Viiul tilted her head and studied Simon, while Derizon merely shrugged to himself and turned back to The box, taking out gauze and wrapping it over a particularly large wound on the side of his arm, wincing when he felt the pressure.
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Fereda began to wind the bandage around her hand, pulling it tighter and tighter. She raised her head as she ripped off the remainder of the fabric to see a stranger entering the house with the blue-haired boy. She half-smiled before flexing her hand and wincing slightly. She applied a small amount of pressure from her fingertips on the bruise on her cheek, nothing that she could do about that.
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Simon Kelis
Simon glanced at each of the guests, noticing they were all attending to some sort of a wound or bruise. Curiosity pricked him, and he found himself wondering what trouble they had run into to receive such unpleasant gifts. It was obvious they had all been involved in a fight, but he wasn't sure of what concerned the fight. He would have shrugged, but he had no reason to. Instead, he let a small smile slip out onto his face.
"Hello," Simon greeted the guests.
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Falkor blinked, trotting by Simon's side as they entered the house. She wasn't sure how Mezzira felt or how Simon felt too. Man, this is hard... Shaking out her pelt, she leaped onto a dusty cardboard box and laid down on it, her front paws dangling as she glanced around. Everyone but Simon and Mezzira were treating their wounds.
((Writer's block D: ))
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((Ugh, I hate that. I'm suffering from it right now in my stories XD))
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((lol - I agree. Writer's Block in stories? Ugh, hate that. x3))
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"Evening." Viiul greeted, giving a small nod accompanied with a smile to the stranger. She took a glance at Falkor before finally getting up from her spot on the wall and moving to sit in a chair, laying her violin and bow on the table next to her.
Derizon just gave a small grunt and nodded, placing the gauze back down before sheathing his sword and inspecting it, giving it an experimental turn before resting it upon his lap. He glanced at the window, the night sky filling the streets, the dim lights only managing to illuminate certain spots. He was sure he'd saw something moving in the shadows, but pushed it aside as imagination.
Mezzira rubbed the back of her neck, looking over to Falkor and Simon. "Uh, help yourself to anything around here." She quickly said, flashing a small smile before rushing over to the equally messy, small kitchen behind. Food, of course. How had she forgotten? She rummaged through the drawers and found a pot, as well as a few packets of instant noodles. She turned on the stove and started, occasionally shooting glances towards the room everybody was in.
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Simon Kelis
Simon glanced around, taking in the room. There wasn't much furniture to begin with, but it still felt a little homey, reminding him of an old memory bathed in ancient cobwebs at the back of his mind. Feeling a little sick, he shoved it back even further. Seeing that there wasn't another chair available, he sat on the floor. He was used to it either way, and he found it more comfortable.
The silence in the room pricked at Simon, urging him to start a conversation. He blinked, unsure of how to begin. Dimas's guests didn't seem very talkative, although the girl with the violin appeared to be the most friendly despite the fact that he had heard her only murmur a few words. He would have preferred them to start the conversation for he didn't know if they wished to speak or not, but seeing that no one was about to volunteer for the position, he decided to take a stab at it. The problem was he had nothing to talk about, nothing he had in common with them that he saw. Of course - they were strangers, and he only saw their faces and blood-streaked wounds, not their lives.
Simon thought about asking them about their wounds, but he quickly shot the idea down, not wanting to upset them. He wondered how long they had lived in this area - he had never seen them around. He remembered passing by this house quite a few times, but he had never stopped to study it or venture inside. He wished he had. Dimas seemed like an interesting boy who had a life that would be worth knowing about, but then again, everyone's was different.
After grabbing one of the thoughts that was swirling in his mind, Simon turned his attention to the violinist, nodding at the instrument. "I'm assuming you play the violin," he commented, although it also could have been considered a question, depending on the perspective of the listener. "How long have you played?"
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Fereda finished winding her bandage around her arm, standing up and brushing herself down. She flashed a smile in the newcomer's direction, before placing her bow down on the floor next to where Derizon was sitting. She shot him a stern glance that could only mean one thing, don't lose it. She walked silently into the kitchen, "Need any help?" She asked softly to the blue-haired boy. "Oh, I didn't quite catch your name." She said, letting out a quiet chuckle.
The blonde glanced back into the room, biting her lower lip. She looked out of the window and into the dark street outside, it was deserted and every movement sent a shiver through her spine. She shook her head, running a hand through her hair and looked back to the boy, watching as he got to work on cooking their food.
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Viiul nodded slightly, a little startled at the sudden voice. "Since I was five or six. Can't remember." She rubbed her chin in thought, eyes glancing over to Fereda before resting back on Simon. "What's your name?" She asked politely, a small smile on her face.
Mezzira jumped, tipping the pot over. She quickly grabbed it and avoided the small drops of hot water that splashed on the ground. "No, no! You can go rest." She smiled sheepishly, placing the pot back on the stove as she turned around to greet the archer. "The name's Dimas." She spoke with a small bow of her head. "And yours?" She half-turned back to her cooking, dumping the noodles into the water.
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"I'm Fereda." She said softly, leaning against the counter. She held back a chuckle as Dimas knocked the pot over, catching it just in time. "Are you sure? I'm not bad sound the kitchen." She offered, rummaging through her pockets to find a ribbon. She reached up and scraped her hair back into a high pony-tail, tying the ribbon in a neat bow.
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She glanced over to Fereda. "That's a nice name." She commented, chuckling lightly. "I guess, if you insist." She smiled, stepping slightly away from the stove to pour herself water into a cup, drinking it down greedily.
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((Nice siggy x3))
Uncooked food breezed into Falkor's nostrils as she raised her head to sniff. Mezzira's cooking something. Deciding to leave Simon for a moment, she briskly licked his hand before trotting towards where the two humans were. Popping into the room, she wrinkled her nose as she realized Mezzira was cooking noodles. Ever since the canine had touched the noodles to her tongue on the streets, she had immediately spat them out, disgusted with their taste. Unhappy, she growled at the cooking noodles before turning and bounding out of the room. Returning to the four humans, she rested nearby Simon and the violinist, often glaring at the violinist as she watched the two speak.
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(Freakin Writers Block DX... I have it...
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Hahas, thanks. xD Oh gawd, everybody has Writer's Block now. It's contagious! D: -Puts on mask-))
Mezzira's eyes glanced over to the door, watching as a golden figure of fur walked in. She smiled slightly, opening her mouth to speak, but closed it when the dog growled and stormed off. She tilted her head in confusion, but slowly figured it out. "Oh." She muttered, walking over to the side and reaching up a cabinet, pulling out what looked like to be a transparent plastic bag. She briefly walked to the living room, placing the bag on the floor near the canine. Inside was nearly-rotten meat, with a few pieces of dust clinging to it. It was edible enough, she thought.
BecauseMezziraIsntRichEnoughToBuyDogFoodHurrDurr))
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(( - lies in bed and coughs out random words and sentences - I hope you can't die from Writer's Block...))
Something dusty but tasteful entered Falkor's nostrils as she raised her head. Mezzira had given her something else than noodles, and the canine was grateful for it. Gently licking the human's hand, Falkor used her teeth to rip off the bag, tearing it as she nosed around for the food. As she bit into it, her eyes brightened as she remembered that taste. Definitely meat and dusty, but still good.
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((LOL that dog and noodles XD And I like your siggy, Crystwolf! Very epic.
But ... I don't know how to write anymore .... INSPIRATION Y U LET ME DOWN?!
(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_md5ioli4OB1qhb554o2_500.gif)))
Simon Kelis
A small smile formed on Simon's face. "That's a long time," he commented, wondering how people were able to form such beautiful notes using only a stringed instrument and their fingers. The closest he ever got to creating music was by whistling, and that barely counted as anything. The girl must have been good at violin, he decided. Otherwise, she probably would have stopped by now due to the complaints from the villagers of screeching, ghastly noises that he had heard some people make when they tried to play.
Simon felt the dog lick his hand before she trotted off towards the kitchen. He wondered why the dog was so friendly towards him - he had only met her a few minutes ago, and she was treating him as though she had known him in the past. This was a confusing matter. Maybe he reminded the dog of someone - he wasn't sure what the answer was. He suddenly realized that the violinist had asked his name, and nervousness rattled him as he wondered how long he had remained unaware of the question. Accompanying his response with a polite nod, he immediately said, "My name is Simon. And what is yours?"
The dog returned to the room, stretching out in between him and the violinist, and Simon reached out to stroke her soft ears and give it a good scratch on the head. Nastiness reeked from the bag that Dimas had dropped near the dog, but he ignored it and watched as the dog happily dug in. Was that really the dog's food? It wasn't the best, but it surely was edible and perhaps substantial, if that was what she had been eating for the past years. She can't just live on that her entire life, he thought. She needs something else, but I don't suppose Dimas can afford anything else. Deciding it was none of his business, he pushed the thought away for later and focused on listening to the violinist.
((Bah, sorry for the shortish, lameish post. ;-; Everyone protect Crystwolf from Writer's Block o.o SHE MUST NOT GO DOWN WITH US))
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Licking the remains of the meat from her maw, Falkor rolled on her back happily. Glancing from Simon to Mezzira, she wondered who she should stick with. Think about it later. The canine told herself, rising to her paws and shaking out her pelt.
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((OMG we can?!
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"Viiul Veidhlin. Call me whatever you want." She chuckled, moving her gaze to the dog. She scratched her head slightly, frowning a little. The dog still didn't trust her, that she knew.
OhGawdNoIt'sComingToMeSAVEMEEEEEEE))
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((WHHHHHAAAAT?!?!
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Simon Kelis
"Viiul," Simon half-murmured the name to himself. "That's a unique name." A frown slightly tugged at his eyebrows as he studied her. "How long have you lived here?" he asked, curiosity in his eyes. "Or are you only passing through?" He felt as though he had seen her before, but then again, he had been receiving that feeling a lot recently, especially whenever he looked at the dog. He couldn't place that memory - he felt as if she had been a part of it, but something had come and wiped her out, leaving nothing but tingling remnants that tortured him every time he reached for them.
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"I've been here since I was young. Not exactly in the town..." Her sentence trailed off to a murmur, her eyes falling on the floor, staring at it as though it was much more interesting than anything else. She shifted slightly, a faint smile ghosting across her face. "And you? Have you been here long?" She forced er gaze back up.
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Tail wagging, the canine stretched out onto the floor, feeling lazy as she rested her head between her paws. Ears perked, she began to tune in into the human's conversation, feeling interested.
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Simon Kelis
A blank look stretched over Simon's face as the question rang in his ears. How long had he been here? He tried to count the years, but every time he made an attempt, the numbers would slip from his mind as smooth and slick as ice, shattering and forcing him to start over. All his memories were fuzzy and torn, and he could make nothing out of them. He knew he had been here a long time, but how long was the question.
"Quite a while," Simon said, hiding his uncertainty. "Long enough to find my way around without getting lost."
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(http://i1346.photobucket.com/albums/p692/DunatheKiller/HAHAHANo_zpscff35444.png) (http://s1346.photobucket.com/user/DunatheKiller/media/HAHAHANo_zpscff35444.png.html) Not getting out just yet buddy))
Marian lay on the floor, humming a tune to herself, while cleaning her ivory flute. Her humming sounded gentler then a dove's coo, yet it had the 'power' to put a great fire dragon to sleep.
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Viiul nodded, leaning into the back of her chair as she stretched her sore legs slightly. "Well, it was nice to meet you, Simon." She smiled, moving her bow and violin to her lap, laying her hands upon them afterwards and moving her stare to the window.
Derizon was silently listening to their conversation, but soon a silent yawn escaped his lips. She glanced over to the bow Fereda had placed, before unsheathing his sword and abruptly standing up. Giving a small nod to the others in the room, he quietly moved up the steps, wincing slightly when it creaked in protest under his weight. He made his way up anyways, pushing open the door leading to the room and closing it.
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Simon Kelis
Simon nodded, returning, "It was a pleasure to meet you as well. I hope we can get to know each other better in the future." Curiosity pricked him as he wondered where the boy had gone off to, but he decided it was none of his business and not worth thinking about. However, he couldn't help but feel as if his abrupt leaving was due to the fact that he couldn't stand the presences of the other guests in the room. You're jumping to conclusions now, he silently reprimanded himself, lightly chewing on his bottom lip as he glanced over to the bow left in the boy's spot.
The urge to go upstairs and follow the boy nudged Simon, but he remained firmly seated on the floor, knowing better than to give in. His curiosity often got the better of him and led him into unpleasant situations that imprinted bitter-stained memories into his mind.
Simon turned to Viiul. "Do you know that boy?" he asked, feeling a little rude, but he ignored himself. "The one that just left?"
((... I have no idea what I'm doing. XD
Oooh le inspiration. Hurrah! You have returned temporarily, my precious!
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xD))
"Not really. I know he doesn't trust me. None of them do." She chuckled, turning her head to glance over to the stairs, returning her gaze to Simon was the sound of the door shutting came. "I just sorta fought them a few hours ago." She rubbed the back of her neck, smiling. Then, a question popped in her mind. "Do you know of the Diva?" She asked, tilting her head. "They're going to save her, even if it's impossible."
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(Can we just say that he food has been served? I have no idea what to say about that 0.0))
Fereda walked back into the room, listening intently to the other's conversations. She wanted to go up and follow Derizon, but she thought it was time she got to know these strangers. She sat herself down on the armchair and crossed her legs, resting her head on her right hand. She glanced down at her bow to make sure it was safe and then back to the other two, nodding her head in agreement to Viiul's statement.
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Mmkay. x3))
Mezzira walked out from the kitchen, at the same time placing down the bowls of noodles on a larger table, smiling lightly at everybody in the room, noticing that the door upstairs had shut. Derizon, probably, since he wasn't present. Taking her own bowl, she sat down on a chair, making it slightly creak. She listened silently, at the same time enjoying the taste of food. She had been starving for quite some time.
Derizon let out a small sigh, sitting down on a mattress on the floor, running a hand through his hair as he allowed his eyes to wander across the room. It was strangely empty, totally different from the room downstairs. His attention moved to the window, gaze settling on a dark figure perched on a random tree outside. a Crow, he realized.
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What is this random GIFs day?))
Marian picked up the ivory flute, playing a soft tune, for the dragon and for herself. After playing a few notes, she sang a soft song, walking over to the Fire dragon, careful not to breath the smoke. She sat down beside his jaws, not caring about the risk. She ended the song and hummed, stroking his scaly mouth slowly.
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Simon Kelis
The thuds of heavy bowls being set on the wooden table filled Simon's ears as he stared out the window, alerting him that Dimas had finished preparing dinner. However, his mind was far from eating, and he ignored the aroma of food that had settled in the room. Viiul's voice suddenly pulled him out of his thoughts, and he allowed himself to be forced back into the rush of reality. Annoyance pricked at him, but he managed to smooth his emotions from his face.
Simon slightly perked up at the mention of the Diva, and his interest was caught. His gaze flickered up to Viiul to see if she was joking, but no flecks of shining trickery were to be found in her eyes, and he knew she was serious. However, he pushed the excitement out of his voice and made his tone as innocent as possible. "The Diva?" he asked. "I've heard of her." He had no idea what else to say without seeming much too interested in the topic, and frustration balled up inside of him. It wasn't fair that people were so against the rescuing of the innocent girl, even if she had been unjustly snatched away from her family.
A frown slightly tugged at Simon's face. "Are you against their saving her?" he asked. "Is that why you fought them?"
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She ran her hand up her arm. "No. I fought them because I was forced to." She muttered, leaning back again as her gaze drifted to the bowls. She silently counted them and smiled when she realized that the boy had cooked for her as well. She muttered a thank you to Dimas, before taking a bowl and eating.
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Simon Kelis
Simon's teeth dug into the soft flesh of his bottom lip, and he slightly bowed his head. "I'm sorry if I've offended you," he murmured into an apologetic tone, but Viiul had already picked up a bowl, probably signaling that it was the end of the conversation. He turned his head to Falkor, watching her excitedly tear at the meat, and he wondered if she understood what was going on. Dogs certainly are smart, he thought, even if they do have a limited vocabulary. His hand rested against her soft fur, and he began stroking her as she ate, allowing his nerves to calm down so he could properly think about his plans for the next few days. He would have to somehow be able to join the group planning to save the Diva without arousing the suspicion of others or drawing too much attention, but he wasn't even sure if that was possible.
Bothersome human society, Simon thought. Always limiting one's choices.
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Marian walked out of the dragon's cave silently, and sat against the outer wall of the cave, singing softly to herself. A dove landed on her hand. It looked at her, cooing softly, "Hello there..." Marian smiled, petting the dove. Then she got an idea. She walked back into the cave, and picked up a flat stone, and her rock used to count the days. She walked back outside, to find the dove pecking a worm. The dove ate the worm, and looked at her. Marian sat down, carving something into the rock. She took off a bracelet she wore, and used it to tie the message onto the dove's back. She muttered, "Take this to Derizon M'ern.. Now go.." She lightly picked up the dove, and sent it flying towards town.
The message:
Derizon,
It's me Marian. I am safe in the dragon's cave. He hasn't hurt me yet. But please help, I don't want to be here any more. He breathes smoke and I don't want to choke to death.
Marian
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(Merp. Can I let Simon find the dove with the message? XD If not, that's perfectly fine.))
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(You can ^^ Just tell Derizon about it XD)
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"Don't worry about it." Viiul gave him a smile, pausing in her eating as she too watched the dog. Little interest showed i nher, however, and soon enough she turned her attention to the younger boy. She held back a snicker when she realized that Dimas' head was constantly leaning forwards, his eyes drooping closed, only to sharply open them as though lightning had struck.
Derizon tilted his head when the crow seemed distracted, breaking it's gaze away from the little staring contest that they had. The boy tilted his head in confusion, but was a little startled when the crow turned it's gaze back to him, and moved from the branch to the windowsill, then stilled and remained it's staring, red eyes boring into dull, brown ones. Closer now, more intense than before. He nearly felt his hand grasping the hilt of his sword.
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Simon Kelis
Gratefulness flashed through Simon, and he was glad she didn't appear to be angry with him. He returned a smile to her before heaving himself off the floor and heading towards the window to gaze out into the deepening black. A flash of white suddenly caught his attention, and his eyes flickered towards it, interest bubbling inside of him. He glanced behind him at the other guests enjoying their meals, and he wondered if it would be impolite of him to step outside for a moment. However, his curiosity got the better of him, and he politely excused himself, saying he would return in a few seconds.
Once his act of politeness had been completed, Simon grasped the doorknob and swung the door open, stepping out into the streets and shutting the door behind him. He walked rapidly towards the white figure, who was now perching among the twisted branches of a small tree. As he got closer, he saw that it was a dove. Surprise flickered through him. It had been quite a while since he had last seen one of the beautiful creatures. Now, it was standing in front of him, staring down at him inquisitively.
Simon stared at it a little longer before cautiously extending his hand. The dove flinched and flew up a little higher into the branches, appearing to have a little trouble flying as if something was weighing it down. He sheepishly dropped his hand to his side. Doves aren't like dogs, he reminded himself harshly as he watched the bird. It seemed to have something tied around it, but the dove was too high up for him to take it. A sigh laced with frustration escaped his lips, but his curiosity wanted him to try to reach for it. He decided that if he stood on his tiptoes and stretched, he probably could snag his long fingers into the rope or whatever it was that was bound to the bird. He quickly did so, and triumph rose in him as he felt his fingers brush something hard pressed against the soft white feathers.
The dove released a cry of alarm before starting to struggle, and Simon felt guilt rise up in him, but he pulled the bird off the branch. He managed to slip his hands around the bird so he was partially cradling it in his palms while having a firm, gentle grip on it. This must appear strange, he thought, deciding to bring the creature back into the house so that the light would help guide him in untying the queer rope from the bird. It didn't look very happy with it on, but it also could have been the fact that Simon was holding it.
Holding it close to his chest to keep it warm, Simon turned back to the house and walked in as if it was normal to carry around a wild dove.
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Falkor tilted his head to one side when Simon appeared again, carrying something tasty in his hands. Curious, the dog trotted over and tried to stand on her hind legs again, but she nearly fell. Quickly using Simon's legs for support, the canine sniffed the creature in Simon's hands, thinking the man had brought her some food. Suddenly, the figure let out a cry as it fluttered, trying to escape the hands of Simon. Alarmed, Falkor immediately dropped onto all fours and darted off, heading towards the kitchen. What was that? Afraid of the creature, she dared not to come out as she ducked deeper into the kitchen.
((Note that Falkor has a fear of birds. xD))
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((LOL! XD That dog!))
Simon Kelis
Amusement rose in Simon's throat, bubbling out into soft laughter as Falkor darted into the kitchen. His grip immediately tightened on the dove, and he held it closer to him in an attempt to calm it, despite its flailing wings that slapped feathers into his face. Gritting his teeth, he mumbled an apology towards the guests and turned his back on them. In the dim light, he could now see that the rope tied around the dove's back was a bracelet. Now who would do such a curious thing? he wondered, his long fingers easily working it off the dove. It appeared to relax as the piece of jewelry came away in Simon's hand.
A thud sounded in his ears, and a frown tugged at his face. Tightly holding the dove's claws with one hand, Simon glanced at the ground to see a flat rock near his shoe. The image of the dove struggling to fly higher into the branches flashed in his mind as he bent over to pick it up. Rubbing the piece of nature in his free hand, he noticed that one side of the rock felt uneven. He turned it over to see words roughly carved onto the surface. A message, he thought, seeing Derizon's name clearly scratched out at the top. Before he could stop himself or think clearly, his eyes had already read the words, and the gears in his mind were turning. The Diva!
The dove blinked at him before releasing a coo, and Simon turned his attention to it, wondering if he should let it go. Deciding it could be of use later, he ignored the dove's obvious wish to be released, and he dropped the rock and the bracelet into his pocket. Without explaining the situation to the other guests, he immediately started upstairs, his shoes thumping against the stairs. He knew he had abandoned all of his manners this night, but this was an important matter that required immediate tending to.
Simon stared at the few rooms and decided that the one with the closed door was Derizon's. He balled up his hand into a fist and firmly knocked on the door.
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Fereda slowly stood up as Simon left the room for an unknown reason. She heard the echoing thus of his boots as he walked up the stairs, whatever reason he had left it must of been pretty important. But why would he go upstairs? The only person up there was Derizon. She needed to find out what that dove had been carrying. "Thank you for the lovely meal, but please excuse me for a moment." She excused herself quietly before slipping out of the room. She made her way up the stairs, but even her light weight caused the stairs to creak. She winced slightly at the loud sound before continuing on, following Simon. She stood behind him, watching the dove struggle in his firm grasp as he knocked on the door. "Would you like me to hold it?" She offered, leaning slightly over his shoulder.
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Marian slowly walked into the cave, not trying to look suspicious. She lay down on the wall, watching the sunset. Did the dove make it? What if a careless hunter shot it down? What if someone else caught it and they didn't know Derizon? Marian tried to push the thoughts away, and imagined the happy face of her brother and their friends. But what about the dragon? She sang lightly. She raised her voice so the dragon could hear. (Exe I hope you don't mind if I rp the dragon, since you haven't posted in a while) The dragon raised his head, and smiled, hearing the soft music. Marian lifted her flute, wiping some dirt off of it. Marian then played the song. The dragon then lowered his head and fell asleep, tucking in his large wings.
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Simon Kelis
At the sound of a female voice ringing in his ears, Simon slightly turned to see a blonde girl standing nearby. "Oh, hello," he greeted her. "I don't believe we've met." His eyes flickered to the dove, who had slightly calmed down and was now occasionally cooing in an unhappy tone to show its displeasure of being caught by humans. Guilt gnawed at him. "I'm afraid it'll fly off if I release it for a second," he said, the traces of laughter creeping along his words. He studied the girl for a moment, then gestured to the shut door with his free hand. "Are you with the boy?" he asked in a moment of curiosity.
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Feared a nodded once in response to his question, "Yes I am, I'm Fereda." She introduced herself, nodding her head in greeting before glancing back down at the dove again. She brushed a lock of her from her forehead, "May I ask what's so special about a bird?" She asked curiously, her gaze still locked onto the white dove.
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Simon Kelis
Fereda, Simon's mind repeated her name in an attempt to sear it into his memory. The faint fear of forgetting his moments here hung over him, but he mentally waved it away as if it was merely a pesky bird. He wished it was as simple as that. "I'm Simon," he politely returned. At the mention of the dove, he found his eyes swinging towards it again. It blinked at him before tilting its head at him, curiosity sparkling in its eyes. "You may ask," he said, "but I won't answer." He glanced at Derizon's door before adding, "At least not yet."
Best allow Derizon's eyes to fall upon this message for him, Simon thought, before it is shown to anyone else, even if this girl is with him. He felt horrid for eluding Fereda's question, but he had decided it was necessary in case Derizon did choose not to reveal the Diva's note, although he doubted that would happen. Fereda will eventually find out, he told himself, after he - of course - allows her to read the message once he himself has.
At least Simon now knew the boy's name without having to ask him.
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Both the crow and the boy's attention now moved to the door in unison. Derizon, stealing a glance from the side of his eye, could see how the black bird seemed to bristle it's feathers, red eyes gleaming dangerously as it stared through the door, as if knowing what was on the other side. It's grey claws shifted nervously, talons fixing themselves on the windowsill harder. Narrowing his eyes lighter, he stood and walked over to the door, dragging the sword along with him. He opened it a silver, dark eyes studying first the stranger, then Fereda. The crow behind him let out a threatening caw, and only then did Derizon noticed that the red eyes were fixed on a dove that rested between the stranger's hands. He narrowed his eyes further. "Yes?"
Dove and a croooow. o3o WhatACoincidence))
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((Wait is the crow symbol of something? o.o))
Falkor let out a growl as Simon disappeared upstairs. The dove's head cranned to see the canine, before it let out a cry and struggled in the man's hands. Snarling, Falkor pretended to leap at the dove to scare it, which wasn't very hard as the dove let out another cry. Scoffing, the canine landed on all fours and carefully followed Simon upstairs, baring her teeth whenever the dove glanced back at her. A human's presence swirled nearby, and the dog turned to see the girl with Derizon following them. Since Falkor had nothing against the girl, she calmly nuzzled her hand before slipping next to Simon, glaring at the dove as she placed a paw on the bottom of the door. Her claws jerked and slid down, leaving a small, faint row of claw marks as she waited. She tilted her head to one side when the man and the girl started to speak.
When the door opened, Falkor turned her head to the left to examine the boy's face. Something was bothering the boy - Falkor could sense. Her eyes narrowed when she spotted a crow sitting on the ledge of the window. Letting out a bark, Falkor barged into the door, wedging it opened as she sprinted towards the crow. Another warning bark escaped her maw as she slammed herself against the wall, snarling and barking at the creature. Something about that crow spooked her.
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Simon Kelis
Simon calmly regarded the crow, although it stirred up conflicted feelings within him. He turned back to Derizon, who was peering at him with a gleam of suspicion in his eyes. The boy was right not to trust him - he barely knew him, and here he was with a strange dove in his hands, knocking on his door. "I wish to speak with you in private, if you don't mind," he stated. He felt the dog's presence nearby, and he felt a little better about the crow.
The door suddenly widened, and Simon's eyes caught a golden blur dash past him into the room. He blinked a few times to see Falkor slam herself against the wall in an attempt to reach the crow as snarls and barks dripping with wild fear ripped out of her throat. He held the dove tighter against him in a protective manner and partially hid it in his jacket to shield it from the crow's prying, red eyes.
"Falkor!" Simon shouted firmly, fear rising within him. He knew he would feel as though it was his own fault if the dog got hurt, and he couldn't bear to think of what he'd do if that really did happen. "Falkor! Stop!"
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Maaaaybe. HURRHURRHURR.))
Derizon nodded, but quickly took a step back when the dog suddenly came rushing over squeezed into the room. He turned to watch, but did nothing, really, and was rather surprised when the crow simply stared at the golden dog, red eyes seeming to judge it, before it let out a loud caw and flapped it's wings threateningly, a claw lifting from the windowsill and swiftly moved forwards, attempting to let the talons injure the dog's face. The boy glanced over to Simon, half expecting him to do something.
CROW IS JUDGING YOU))
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((Lol, Derizon is too lazy to come over and help. Looks at Simon for him to do something x3))
Falkor let out a yelp as the crow's talons ripped down her face. Blood splattered onto her eyes, but she shook it off and snarled, anger rising in her. She ignored the cries of Simon as she sprang up, her jaws snapping in attempt to grab the crow. But the crow was too high - she didn't know if she could grab it or not.
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Simon Kelis
Alarm and anger slashed through Simon, leaving a blistering wound that seared deeply into him at the sight of dark blood swirling down Falkor's face and staining her golden pelt, but he was too far from the scene to see if the wound was serious or not. "Of all impolite encounters!" he snarled, shoving the dove deeper into his jacket to keep it from the crow's reach, still holding tightly to it as his right hand yanked a dagger out from its sheath. Shoving his way into the room, he stepped in front of the dog and aimed his weapon into the air in an attempt to bring down the sharp metal onto the crow.
((OMG KILL IT! KILL IT WITH FIRE!
(http://images.cheezburger.com/completestore/2010/4/19/129161756641059257.gif)))
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I have the perfect gif to reply to that, but I'm not on my computer. xD))
The crow's eyes widened slightly, and it let out another panicked caw before flapping it's wings heavily, hovering up to the air, the tip of the blade brushing against the side of it's body. Seeming to shoot a glare- Could Crows glare?- towards both the dog and human, before flying out the window. However, instead of disappearing fully, it landed gracefully on a nearby branch outside. It was close, but far enough that somebody would have to jump in order to reach it. A strange gurgling, growl like noise made it's way out from the bird's throat, but it remained stubbornly, watching the two.
Mezzira jerked her head up, a familiar yelp entering her ears and piercing her train of thoughts. Getting up quickly - Nearly tipping the bowl over and startling Viiul - She ran up the stairs, not bothering the creaking sounds it made. She stopped a small distance away from the door where everybody seemed to be crowded about, hesitating slightly before running forwards and peeking in, enough to catch a glimpse of fluttering black feathers, the glint of small yet sharp metal, and the crimson red of blood running down Falkor's face. Alarmed, she pushed past Fereda and Derizon, running over to the two. "What happened?" She nearly yelled, kneeling down before the golden dog and inspecting the wound on her forehead.
Derizon narrowed his eyes slightly, taking a step towards the commotion, but said nothing, still stubbornly keeping quiet. His gaze wavered and soon moved to the crow outside, though, red eyes locking against brown ones again. How strange. The bird seemed to have the attention of a human.
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((Derizon is the only one who's calm xD))
A frustrated growl escaped Falkor's maw as she glared out (I'm not sure if dogs can glare :|) the window at the crow. Pain scorched the canine's face as blood trickled down. Falkor felt the presenace of Mezzira, but she didn't bother to look at her human - her eyes were attached to the crow. Red eyes bored into black as they stared at each other, Falkor's eyes narrowing as a growl rumbled in her throat. She didn't even feel the pain anymore - all she could feel was the red eyes on her.
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((LOL show the gif later then. XD Quick question: Are you planning to kill the crow or will it remain alive?))
Simon Kelis
Simon let out an angry huff, still holding onto the dagger in case he needed it again. "Mister Angry Crow decided to stop by and show everyone what an ungrateful imbecile he is," he snapped, shooting a heavy glare at the bird that kept its eyes firmly locked upon Derizon. He glanced back at the boy, who was returning the crow's stare. It was quite a strange scene that sent a disturbance fluttering through Simon, but he turned his attention upon the dog and the glistening cut on her forehead. The threads of blood trickling from the broken skin sent a memory of an injured dog's leg flashing through his mind. A frown tugged at his face as he focused in on the image, watching as the animal's limb shook violently from the pain. He mentally leaned in closer and closer until the entire memory suddenly zoomed out to reveal Falkor's face.
Shock leaped within Simon, shoving his heart and sending it slamming up his throat as he suddenly took a step back, turning his back on Falkor. The abrupt urge to get away from the dog filled him, but he realized that she would need immediate care before the wound grew infected. "Do you have any bandages?" he asked Dimas. He glanced at his dagger, the blade slightly tinged with blood, and he dropped his gaze to the floor. Black feathers lay around his shoes. A soft night wind swooped into the room, slightly stirring them, and Simon scooped one up before dropping it into his pocket. He checked on the dove and was relieved to see it was fine. However, he felt a lightly stinging pain on his chest, and he reminded himself to check on it as soon as he got home.
((@OreoHeroz: I hope you don't mind if Falkor's leg got cut when Simon was still her owner. If you don't want that to have happened, then just say so. c:))
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It shall remain alive, and stalk the group/Derizon like the little creep it is. xD))
Mezzira turned her confused gaze to the window, now only managing to realize the bird that lay resting on the branch, staring at them in a creepy manner. She shifted uncomfortably, but was snapped out from her thoughts when Simon's face started getting closer to Falkor's. She raised a brow in question when the boy seemed startled and took a step back. She nodded to his question, before running ou the room and back down to retrieve to box of healing materials.
Derizon tilted his head to the side, and the crow followed. Eyes widening slightly, he shook his head to clear his thoughts - Glad that the bird didn't copy that - and averted his eyes to the dog and the other two males. His eyes followed Dimas as he went downstairs, but returned to fix on Falkor. The crow's red eyes moved to Falkor's as well, their eye colours clashing together, and there seemed to be sarcastic mirth in the ruby eyes.
"Sarcastic mirth" HURRWUTDIDIJUSTTYPE))
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((@CoffeeYumYum: Whatever works
@Crystwolf: Professional Stalker o.o))
Falkor jerked suddenly, the connection between her and the crow interrupted. Blinking, the canine shook her head, letting a few droplets of blood splatter onto the ground. The blood trickled near her eyes, so she closed them, unwilling to let blood seep into her eyes - if they could.
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What did I miss? 0.0
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((Basically, Simon entered the room and interrupted Derizon's staring competition with the crow. Falkor and the ugly crow had an epic battle, but the crow managed to tear at Falkor's forehead with its talons. Simon swore revenge on the crow (he be like: FOR NARNIAAA) and tried to kill it with a dagger, but it dodged, and he only seared its side. The crow flew out the window and perched on the tree nearby. While Dimas came in and asked what happened, Simon had a memory flash that apparently said he had seen Falkor getting hurt before. Now, Dimas came back with the healing supplies, and Derizon is still having a staring competition with the crow. Apparently, the crow shall now forever stalk the group like a boss, and Simon will never be able to KILL IT WITH FIRE.))
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Wow... I missed loooooooooads... Stupid school *smacks with pillow*
Fereda leaned against the door frame lazily, watching commotion unravel before her. Just as she had decided to actually help, the dark bird flew out of the window, it's wings flapping furiously. Her gaze rested on Derizon, whose eyes seemed to be transfixed on the crow. She ran a hand through her blonde hair, bending down and beginning to pick up the black feathers that were littered all over the floor. She gathered them up into a neat bundle before placing them on the window ledge, watching them carefully to make sure the breeze from the open window would not cause them to fly away.
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(( - sobs dramatically and buries my face in my hands - I ... I have lost inspiration! My precious! ;-;))
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((Everyone's getting lazy xD))
Falkor bent down, wondering how to clean her wound. She had seen felines do it many times on the streets, but how did they managed to get their paw on their forehead? Frowning, she recalled one feline licking its paw, before gently rubbing it on its forehead. Trying to copy their moves, she hesitantly licked her paw, before trying to rub it on her forehead, But in attempt, she only got to her muzzle. Sighing, she placed her paw down, the pain shooting around. It was strange, she had thought, that the pain come back now that the connection with the crow was broken.
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The crow shuffled slightly when the black feathers were placed on the windowsill. It turned it's gaze to the girl who had placed it there, head still tilted as it watched silently.
Derizon glanced over at Fereda, curiosity rising in his chest. What was she doing? Shrugging, he turned to sit back down on the mattress, eyes moving to the door as it opened once more, Dimas now walking in with the familiar wooden box. She placed it on the floor beside Falkor, before sitting down in front of said dog, gently petting her head.
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Falkor flinched slightly when Mezzira placed her hand on her head, growling slightly. She still was a little anxious from the crow, her optics darting around the room nervously. Glancing down at the wooden box, she averted her gaze back to the window, staring at the black feathers. The tip of the feathers shifted slightly when the breath from her nostrils blew. Growling, she tried to place a paw on the feathers, but the windowstill was too high for her.
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Simon Kelis
A nervous feeling fluttered about in Simon's stomach like a butterfly as he watched the gleaming blood on Falkor's forehead. "It's probably all that blood on her head that makes the wound look more serious," he said hopefully. The crow's talons couldn't be that sharp, right? If it was an eagle's doing, he perhaps would be able to understand why Falkor would receive such a deep wound, but this wasn't an eagle. It was a dirty, nothing for good crow. He allowed himself to play with the satisfaction of at least searing the crow's side, and he glanced at the black feathers sitting in a pile on the high windowsill, catching glimpses of red flashing on them as the wind lightly stirred them. He thought about the Diva's message in his pocket and the dove in his jacket, but there was no opportunity for him to present them to Derizon in private.
Well, Simon thought. I guess I'll have to wait for another time, but how long is the question.
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Frowning at the flinch, she raised her hand up. "What's up with that crow?" She asked, stealing another glance at the bird, who was now lifting it's left wing to inspect the large cut on it's side, a leg up and it pecked at the wound with it's beak, shifting about the bloodied feathers, unaware that it was being watched currently.Mezzira's pale blue eyes searched the dark red ones, before she let out a shudder. "Creeps me out." She added, drawing her attention back to the agitated dog. "Come on, Falkor." She muttered, grabbing gauge and trying to pull the golden dog back from the windowsill.
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Falkor let out a stubborn growl as Mezzira tried to tug her away from the window, but she wouldn't budge. Her interest in the crow was growing whenever she stared out at it, and most of the time she couldn't peel her eyes away from it. Feeling annoyed when Mezzira kept on tugging, the dog finally gave up and allowed the human to lead her away, throwing one last glance at the crow before trotting after Mezzira.
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She furrowed her brows as she stopped leading the dog and crouched down in front of her. "Falkor, what's gotten into you? It's just a bird." She muttered, at the same time gently lifting the canine's head, awkwardly wrapping the gauze around her forehead. She gave a glance at the crow, who had stopped cleaning it's wound and went back to staring at Falkor.
Derizon stopped his staring and glanced over to Simon. "You were saying?" He asked, walking over to the boy and sitting on the windowsill, shifting the bloodied, black feathers to the other side to make room. He moved his gaze to the crow, raising a brow as if in question, and the bird merely glanced at him and gave a half-caw, strangely cutting it short.
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The dragon stood up, and walked outside. Before leaving, he looked at Marian, "Stay here, my maiden. I will go hunt." Marian nodded, wiping the nap from her eyes. She had taken a nap apparently. Marian stood up and walked towards the entrance of the cave, watching the large dragon fly into the distance. The instinct to escape from the dragon's cave was screaming at her, but Marian pushed it away. If she did run away, the dragon could easily catch her. She slowly walked outside, and a patch of large grass. She picked the grass, and walked back inside. She made 2 more trips until she had a small bed of grass. The dragon returned with a clutch of eggs held gently in it's jaws. He lay two down infront of Marian, and breathed a bit of fire on them. Marian poked the egg when he walked away, eggs in his mouth. It was hot, but not burning hot. She gently began peeling the shell away, and ate the inside, shaking slightly at the almost over-cooked taste.
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Simon Kelis
Simon glanced around to see that everyone was preoccupied, and relief fluttered through him. Still keeping a careful eye on all of them, he cautiously pushed his fingers into his pocket, feeling around till the rock bumped into his skin. He drew out the rock and discreetly pressed it into Derizon's hand without saying a word. Perhaps he'd be able to properly speak to the boy in private to give him a thorough explanation once everyone was gone.
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Derizon raised a brow slightly, but accepted the rock silently nonetheless, giving a small nod and shuffling over to the other side of the room where the mattress laid, sitting down and reading the words carved delicately on the object. As his eyes skimmed over them, he could feel his grip on the rock tightening, but his face remained impassive. After a small moment, he buried his head in his hands, letting out a quiet sigh. Without looking up, he spoke. "If any of you are going to follow, rest up."
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Fereda glanced over at Derizon as he spoke, but then shifted her gaze to the window once more. She rested her head in her hand and gazed outside, trying to avoid the crow's glare. She pulled herself up on top of the windowsill and leaned against the frame, hugging her knees. She untied the ribbon that was holding her hair in place and it fell loose in ringlets cascading down her back. She bit her lower lip, her eyes slid over the room and rested on Derizon. He had his head in his hands, she furrowed her perfect brows in concern but decided to let him have some time to himself.
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Marian ate the last egg, trying to hide her expression of disgust. She stood up, walking to the edge of the cave, watching the sky. Without a word she walked back to her grass bed and lay down, curling up to preserve her warm. She soon fell into a deep sleep.
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Simon Kelis
Simon felt his fingers shift in his pocket and stroke the bracelet as he silently watched Derizon and his bowed head full of thick strands of hair that fell over his eyes and hid his face. The mattress groaned underneath his body, and the faded sunlight cast glowing streaks on his skin. He blinked back a sudden spark of emotions, and he swallowed against his tightening throat, his Adam's apple bobbing. He waited for Derizon to reveal his face and say something else, but he remained motionless. The only thing that kept Simon from believing the boy was dead was the slight rising of his bent shoulders.
A hard knot of sympathy balled up inside of Simon, binding his chest so tightly that he could barely breathe. He wondered if he would be able to handle seeing the Diva's bracelet, and he debated on keeping the piece of jewelry till tomorrow when the boy would probably have more strength. Inside of his jacket, the dove released a soft coo before shifting around a little, and Simon instinctively tightened his hold on the bird, deciding to give Derizon the bracelet tomorrow when he wasn't as depressed.
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Mezzira frowned slightly, but nodded and stood up. "I'll just be going to my room, then." She muttered, first to shatter the strange silence. She walked over to the door, giving a last glance back at everybody, before smiling and leaving for her own room.
Viiul got up, at the same time snatching up her violin and bow. She made to move to her own room, but in doing so passed by Derizon's. She raised her brow in question, slowing her steps a little to take in the seemingly depressing scene. She was curious to know what transpired here. But she shrugged, gave a small smile, and continued onwards, stepping into her room and shutting the door, before sitting on a wooden chair at the side of the window.
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((Heh, should we skip to morning? Just wondering.))
Simon Kelis
Seeing that the others were already leaving Derizon's room, Simon quietly slipped out of the door, but the image of the depressed boy was seared into his memory as guilt gnawed at him. Why would he feel guilty? Perhaps it was because he had no idea what he could do in order to drape a blanket of reassurance over him. Or perhaps it was because the bracelet still rested in his pocket, burning a hole through the fabric and pressing into his flesh. He harshly reprimanded himself, reminding his mind that he wasn't planning on keeping the Diva's jewelry, but he was only keeping it till tomorrow when the boy would probably be able to handle it better than now. The rock with the message carved into it was enough for tonight. He wasn't sure if the boy could handle much more without breaking down.
He's strong, Simon told himself, but uncertainty wrapped itself around his shoulders. A sigh escaped his lips, and he slowly shook his head as he found himself in the main room once more, where he had knitted together a conversation with the violinist - Viiul. He glanced out the window, but the piercing blackness burning into his eyes told him that he wouldn't be returning home tonight. A groan almost shot out of his throat, but he shoved it away and cautiously lowered himself into a chair, leaning against it as the hard frame poked into his back. He stared up at the ceiling as blackness swirled around him, but sleep never rested on his eyes.
He shut his eyes in hopes of receiving empty dreams, but they never came. They just wouldn't listen to him tonight.
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Falkor gratefully licked Mezzira's hand, before trotting after Simon. Even though the man still didn't recognize her - or so she thought - she would try anyway. Wagging her bushy tail, she followed Simon down to the chair, tipping her head to one side as she seated herself beside the human, He looked troubled, but there was nothing she could do but only lick his hand. A salty taste entered her mouth, and she frowned, wondering what the taste was. Deciding to ignore it, the canine stayed beside Simon, her tail softly thumping against the floor as her tongue lolled out.
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Sure!~))
Mezzira waited for a moment for Falkor to come, but closed the door soon enough when she saw said dog going downstairs to Simon. She shrugged, smiling to herself before she walked over to the mattress, immediately sighing and laying down on the bed. Letting thoughts run through her mind. She just hoped nothing would break, before it moved to whether she wanted to follow them or not. Leave her home to follow a bunch of people to risk their lives and save a girl from a dragon. Totally sensible, Mezzira. She sighed again, before shutting her eyes. Falkor most likely wouldn't be too happy either.
Derizon closed the door as everybody got out, glancing over to Fereda. He wondered silently for a moment, but moved to the mattress and laid down, resting the stone at the side of the bed before shutting his eyes. He'd have to get to his sister soon, he feared.
Viiul smiled as she heard the shutting of doors, moving her gaze to the window outside. Without thinking, she placed the end of the violin to her neck, picked up the bow, and began to play a song. It was a soft, quiet song, one that depicted the night, the mood of everybody in the room before. Sadness, really. She smiled softly.
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Jbkjabsxjkbaksjb This RP just died or somefing. Bump. :3))
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((Sorry, I've been extremely busy. o.o Maybe you could get Derizon to wake up everyone or something?))
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Mmkay. Skipping to morning. o3o))
Derizon awoke, raising an arm to slightly shield himself from the glaring rays of sunlight that flew in. He grumbled lightly, glancing over at the rock, clenching and unclenching his fists. A small habit, really. Sitting up, he fixed his hair slightly, checking on his weapons and bag, before pushing open the door and walking out into the quiet house, making his way downstairs, pausing slightly at the sight of the older boy and the golden dog.
Mezzira glared at the crow outside the window. The bloody avian - A small pun there, the bird still had dried blood on it's feathers - had flown to the tree outside the window somewhere in the middle of the night. She frowned, ruffling her blue hair before flinging open the door, grabbing a bunch of stuff and squishing them into a makeshift bag. She checked her room once more, before walking to the stairs, raising a brow at Derizon who now looked like a statue on the stairs. She slid past him, giving him a small, experimental poke at the side, glad to see that he responded with a sharp jerk and a small glare pointed her way. Giving a sheepish smile back at him, she moved to the kitchen, grabbing a few more things for the journey.
Viiul fixed her gaze on her bow, which laid on the table beside her. She looked around, silently remembering that she wasn't in the castle anymore. Letting out a deep-ish sigh, she gathered her things - Well, the only things, her bow and violin - and fixed her dress slightly, removing the smallnpins from her fringe, letting it fall in front of her green eyes. She moved it again, making it not obstruct her view, before opening the door.
Because I don't think Derizon would even bother waking anybody up HAHAHA))
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Fereda fluttered her eyes open to the sound of movement (*Listens to Sound of Music*) she blinked rapidly as her eyes adjusted to the light. She stretched her arms out to release her tense muscles and swung her legs around so that they dangled down from the windowsill. Her back was stiff and sore so she jumped down, cracking it and sighing. She rummaged through her back that she had collected earlier from downstairs and pulled out a small hairbrush, she ran it through her blonde hair a few times until the tangles were tamed and pushed it back into the side pocket. She slung it over her shoulder and followed silently out of the door behind Derizon, making sure to close it behind her with a soft click. She padded down the hall in her bare feet, pausing to chew on some mint leaves that she kept in her pocket. She slipped downstairs, pausing to briefly ruffle Derizon's hair with a teasing smile before making her way to where her bow was. She stopped and stared at the corner where her beloved bow had been propped up against the wall a few hours ago. "Where's my bow?" She asked in a soft voice, not taking her eyes off of the empty corner.
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Derizon grumbled and pouted slightly at the hair ruffle, continuing to make his way down the stairs. He moved his sword for a moment, fixing it correctly on his waist. "You didn't take it?" he asked, raising a brow slightly as he glanced over to the stairs, where the violinist from before had begun walking down, blond hair a small mess as she glanced around with a confused expression.
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Footsteps from upstairs interrupted Simon's thoughts, and he found himself standing by the window, soaking up the rays of sunlight that was trickling in. He jerked his head towards Falkor before his eyes fixed upon the faces from last night as they crowded in the room. His gaze moved to Fereda's worried expression, and he followed her eyes to the empty corner. He shuffled through last night's memories until he finally fastened upon the image of her bow. Of course, he thought. She's looking for it. However, he never recalled any figure entering the room last night, seeing that he had remained sleepless the whole time. He wondered if Fereda could have mistakenly misplaced it, or if Derizon, in fact, had taken it for safe keeping, but merely forgot it.
"Perhaps you replaced it," Simon suggested gently to the girl, watching her back. "Although if this bow was such a treasured possession, I doubt that would have happened." It wasn't the most reassuring comment he could make, but it was the best and most logical one he could possibly offer her. He straightened slightly, suddenly realizing he had been slightly hunching. "No one has entered this room last night, so I'm afraid I can't help you there."
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Fereda clenched and unclenched her fists in worry, suddenly springing into action. "I didn't touch it last night, I thought it would be safe down here. I thought that no one came in here. I thought it would be safe." She said, her words barely audible due to her talking too fast. She walked around the room a few times, looking in every possible place where her bow could be. When she found nothing, she advanced towards the stairs and slipped up them, taking two steps at a time. She walked back into the room she and Derizon had been sleeping in, rummaging through her bag until her slender fingers finally touched the wood of the bow. She pulled it out, her expression turning from confused to shocked. The beautifully carved wood had a deep, splintering crack running down the length of it. It was still possible to use, but it was ruined. Fereda only managed to take a sharp intake of breath before sitting herself down on the bed, the bow on her lap. She stared down at it. "I didn't touch it. Someone else must have." She told herself in a quiet, shaky voice, but there was no point in pointing fingers. That wouldn't fix anything.
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Yeap! Random question, does he have powers?))
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Ummm.. can he shape shift? XD
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Mmkay, sure. x3))
Derizon frowned lightly, now leaning against a wall, near to a window. "I didn't do anything. Who else could've gotten into the room last night? He mumbled the last part, eyes narrowing lightly.
Mezzira walked out from the kitchen, muttering slightly under her breath, glancing around the room. "This stupid crow-" As if on que, said crow landed on the windowsill nearby Derizon. "Has been pestering me this whole morning. With his presence." She spoke in a tired voice, sighing at the bird. "Dumb bird." She added, earning a caw from the black feathered creature. She took a seat in a wooden chair, now turning her attention to Fereda, who seemed to be upset.
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YAYA rhx n,n can have a re-cap befor I start pulz?))
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Basically Derizon (The Diva's Brother) and Fereda (Derizon an Marian's friend) just managed to meet Simon, Mezzira and Viiul. They're currently in Mezzira's home, going to continue their journey, I guess.))
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((Welcome^^))
Falkor raised her head, confused and annoyed by the humans' voices. She titled her head to one side when she realized that their voices sounded strained. Something's wrong...
Rising to her paws, she stretched, loosening her muscles as she padded over to Mezzira's side. The dog stiffened suddenly, sensing the presence of the same crow. Whipping around, a growl rippled out of her maw as she bristled at the bird, glaring as she turned around, forcing herself not to stare. Her tongue slipped out and touched Mezzira's hand, before resting her haunches in front of the human.
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Mezzira tensed at the growl from Falkor, ready to pull the dog back if she went for the crow again. She relaxed however, when Falkor turned back and showed no interest in pestering with the bird. She leaned forward to gently stroke the canine's back, smiling lightly.
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Simon Kelis
Although a part of him told him it would most likely be considered rude, Simon ignored his thoughts and allowed himself to follow the slender figure up the stairs. She was disappearing rapidly, and he quickened his pace on the wooden steps, not caring how much noise his shoes were making. He stopped within the doorway, anxiousness staining his gaze as he tensely watched her rummage through her bag. She sudden froze, and his heart rattled at the sharpness of her breath. He took a few steps forward, not daring to stand any closer to her. It was only until she turned and slowly sat on the bed that he saw the jagged crack deeply pressed along the bow, rough splinters twisting out of it in a crude manner. It was as though the heart of her weapon had been stabbed to death, although it was obvious it still could be used. He stared at it for a few seconds before anger scorched him, sending the flaming pain spiraling through his body. Who on earth would be as nasty to commit such a terrible deed?
Sympathy paved its way through Simon, and he reached out to gently close his hand around her shoulder, slightly squeezing it. There was nothing he could do about the bow, although he desperately wished he could fix it. However, his past history suggested that the chances of him being capable of completing such a feat were extremely low, practically scraping the dregs. He would not and could not offer to fix her bow in the fear that he would only damage it further and possibly win her anger, as well as her hurt.
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Falkor felt the interest from Simon, and the dog briskly nuzzled Mezzira before following the man upstairs. She squeezed past him, her tail wagging slowly as she headed into the direction of the girl. As they entered the room, Falkor waited by the bed, resting her haunches on the floor as she watched the girl thumb through her bag. Titling her head to one side, Falkor sensed the shock in the girl when she drew out her broken bow. The floorboard creaked, and the canine turned to see Simon standing behind the girl. Wondering why they were sorrow over a bow, Falkor padded up and stared at the bow, before suddenly turning and ambling down the stairs. A bark escaped her maw as she rushed over to the crow, rapidly barking at it as she jumped a few times, snarling at it as well.
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((Hmm, Crystwolf, do you mind if I take this RP and turn it into a story? I realize that this originated from Vocaloid, so I'll probably have to alter the RP's plotline a little to avoid copyright issues. Of course, I'll give the credit to you and all the other RPers. However, I understand if you don't want me to do this. c:))
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Oh, sure! ^^ Go ahead and do anything you want with it. :3))
Mezzira sighed as the dog came running back down and started barking at the crow. "Falkor, just ignore it." She muttered, though she didn't make any move to stop it. She stole a glance at Viiul, who seemed confused at Falkor's actions. Couldn't blame her, the violinist wasn't there the night before to see what happened, or why the canine still had the absurd bandage around her head.
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Ohh good luck with it! Make sure to keep us updated on how you're doing!
Fereda winced slightly as a gentle hand was placed on her shoulder, she ran her hand over the wood once more before standing up. "It couldn't of been any of you." She took a deep breath and a faint smile turned up the corners of her lips. "It must if been an accident." She breathed, running her free hand through her hair. There was no way she could fix it without damaging it further, so she decided to the leave it how it was. She tore her eyes away from the weapon to meet the anxious gaze of Simon, who was just standing a few feet away from her. She then realised she must be looking like a total fool, making a big fuss over a price of wood. Well, it wasn't just any old bow, she had inherited the weapon from her mother and her mother's mother and so on. But they didn't know that. Derizon probably didn't know it, and she wasn't open to tell the whole world either.
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((Thank you - and I will keep you guys updated! ^o^))
Simon Kelis
"Perhaps," Simon agreed with her, watching Fereda as she stared at the bow. He released her shoulder and allowed his hand to drop by his side once more. "If you don't mind my asking," he began hesitantly, "what does this bow mean to you?" Her motherly attention directed towards it had not escaped his notice, seeing how she had left it underneath Derizon's care the other night. She could have just stuffed it in a cupboard or left it unattended in some other area, but she had taken the careful steps to make sure it was under close watch. Of course, the bow was valuable in some way to her if she treated it so gently.
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Fereda hesitated before answering Simon's question, "It was made by my great-grandmother and was passed down to me. My mother died when I was only three, and I never knew my father." Her voice was clear with a hint of sadness as she cradled her most precious possession. "That's why I'm so close to Derizon and Marian. They were the only family I had. " She added quietly, seemingly in a world of her own. She lifted her honey-coloured eyes to meet Simon's once more, she smiled sadly, a lock of hair falling over her eyes. She blew at it impatatiently, resulting in it only to fall over her eyes again.
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Simon Kelis
A hard knot of sympathy balled up inside of Simon, binding his chest so tightly that he could barely breathe. He stared down at her, the sadness clearly glistening in her smile as if they were invisible tears threatening to pour over. Why did people do that? If they were only trying to hide their pain, weren't they pretending to be strong when they really weren't - be something they truly couldn't be at the moment? He stared down at his worn-out black shoes that still shone with leftover polish resting on the surface. His mind grasped every word of comfort he could possibly offer to her, but whenever he lowered the bucket into the well of thoughts, it came out as dry and empty as a hornets' abandoned nest.
"Smile genuinely or don't smile at all," Simon softly suggested with a kind tone, reaching out and brushing the lock from her eyes. "No point in pretending you're in one mood when you're lost in another."
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(Sorry for being inactive for a bit DX)
Marian sat against the wall, occasionally singing to keep the dragon calm while he ate. She looked outside, wondering if the Dove had made it. I'm sure Derizon will find me. (Short)
OOC: Crystwolf, I have a question. Do you think you can move Justive the Police/Spy dog rp to the Offtopic animal section? I sure want it here.
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Ahahas, why is everybody asking me to move that RP? I'm not in the RP, so maybe you should ask Taylor to ask the mod to move it instead. C: ))
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(Did Taylor make it ? I forgot who made it DX)
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Yeah, she did. :3))
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Oh sorry lol, and cute siggy!)
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Thanks! :3 I'll just post, since nobody is. x3))
Derizon sniffed, glancing over to Mezzira and Falkor, before standing upright and moving to go upstairs. What were those two doing? Slightly rubbing his tired eyes, he peeked into the room, finding Simon consoling Fereda. He stood at the doorway, a small frown on his face. "Is the bow okay?" He asked, voice slightly slurring a little.
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Fereda's lips relaxed into a slight frown at Simon's words, "Thanks." She muttered, turning to the sound of Derizon's voice. "Yeah, it's fine. Just a little...scratched." She managed to say clearly, picking her bow up and holding onto it tightly. "I'm gonna go downstairs." She announced, walking past Derizon and slipping down the stairs. She ran a hand through her hair, Look on the bright side. She thought, At least you can still use it. This thought made her feel a tiny bit better as she leaned against the wall at the bottom of the stairs, in a world of her own.
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Derizon frowned. He was sure Fereda wouldn't just shake it off that her bow was scratched. Giving a last glance at Simon, he followed Fereda down the stairs, stopping behind her. "You sure?" He asked, adjusting his sword slightly.
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Hearing Derizon's concerned words bore into Fereda. A single tear ran down her cheek and she turned to face him. Without a word, she threw her arms around his neck in a hug, "Who would do that?" She whispered into his ear, sobbing quietly. It felt good to finally let her emotions out, she had been holding in her anger, fear and sadness for the past few months and she couldn't bottle it up any longer.
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Fereda's fear scent tingled in the air, and Falkor turned to stare at the girl. The canine's head tilted to one side, her tail and ears drooping as a small whine escaped her maw. Padding over to Fereda, Falkor rested her haunches beside the two, her gaze averted towards them. She had no idea what to do, so she sat there and began to think to herself, wondering what was the fuss over a bow.
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(Wait a second, before I post can someone tell me where they are all staying? You keep posting that there are multiple rooms and going down stairs, sorry it's just that this rp grew so much, I can remember when it was only a couple posts long XD)
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They're all staying in Mezzira's crappy place. xD))
Derizon froze when Fereda abruptly turned, almost certain that she was going to hit him, but was slightly surprised when Fereda simply hugged him. He tensed for a moment, this action nearly bringing him back before every stupid thing happened. He let a small smile creep onto his face, and he hugged her back. "I don't know, but maybe take it as a small accident. It's still able to use, and I'm sure we'll be able to cover it up nicely." He offered, the most words he had probably ever said since then. He allowed her to hug him and rant her anger out for as long as she wanted, his brown eyes momentarily glancing over at the dog.
Mezzira watched the small scene play out, and couldn't help a smile that went on her face. Was Derizon actually smiling and hugging back? Well, well, well. She silently watched, sinking back down into the chair.
Viiul looked on, a smile spreading across her face as well. She made her way over to a chair as well, and only then did she notice that the crow was mysteriously gone, leaving only a single black feather on the branch. She narrowed her eyes in suspicion. That crow boded no good, she could feel it.
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Simon Kelis
Simon wanted to feel guilty after Fereda left with a small frown tugging at her face, but he decided not to. Instead, he turned towards the window and thoughtfully stared out into the slowly brightening sky, one hand resting on his chin. Presently, he heard soft sobbing echoing from downstairs, and he mentally made the connection, concluding it was only Fereda. It's good that she's letting out her emotions, he thought, not moving to go downstairs. Especially with people she's known for a long time. He'd done his best to comfort her, he knew, but in the end, the sympathy of close friends would be healthier for her in the long run. He was glad he hadn't done the best job, but it was such a twisted feeling. An empty sigh escaped his lips, and he slightly grimaced at the emotion that had abruptly come out for no reason. He didn't believe in expressing meaningless feelings - it was simply a waste of energy.
Simon listened to the sobbing for a little longer before shutting it out of his mind and waiting for it to disappear.
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The sound of roars woke Marian up from her daydreaming. The dragon was snarling at a smaller dragon, his fangs bared. The smaller dragon, who was dark brown with red streaks of blood on his wings, snarled. The larger dragon lunged, grabbing the intruder's neck and snapping it, "I warned you.." The dragon cried out in pain, and fell limp, already dead. Marian shuddered. What would happen if her dragon was defeated in a fight?
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Derizon smiled and gently grabbed Fereda's shoulders, pulling her back softly. He soothingly rubbed her back, while the other hand attempted to wipe the tears from her face.
This is sorta a bump I guess.))
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((Hmm. DarkPetal doesn't seem to get on much anymore. Perhaps we should continue if she doesn't respond soon.))
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((Bump, I guess. I don't want this RP to do, so I'm going to make a new character.
Name: Flow Kinclid
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance:
(http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii154/katrina_anime_07/anime%20girls/archer.jpg)
((Why do anime girls have to look so perfect and UGLY?!!!!))
Personality: Flow is a quiet girl, more on the shy side. Her loyalty is strong, even though she gets distracted at times. Even though she is quiet, her tongue is sharp and she will lash out at you. She gets frustrated easily and wants everything perfect at times. Flow can be awkward around other humans since she hates socializing.
History: Flow was born and raised in a poor family. They did not have enough money to support her siblings and herself, so they were forced to work at a farmer's land for money. They did not receive enough money, nevertheless, they tolerated with it. When the news of the dragon reached their ears, Flow was determined to help and rescue the diva, despite the fact that her family urged her not to. She is currently searching for the rebellious group and is avoiding soldiers.
Others: She carries around a bow and a small knife for safe keeping.
Hope this was alright; just want to keep up the RP so CoffeeAddict can write it.))
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Yay! Welcome back Oreoz. c: Also, really sad to say this, but DarkPetal passed away. From what I heard it's because of a drunk driver. R.I.P, Darkpetal~ <3 Somebody can start posting first.))))
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((Yeah I heard about it and I'm sorry to hear that. :c I'll post later))
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((I have an idea, but you don't have to use it if you don't like it. What could happen is that when the group decides to start on their journey to save the diva, a large number of the king's soldiers could be sent to stop them when they try to get out of the village (or whatever it is that they live in). A fight could break out, and Fereda could disappear in the middle of it. The group will manage to escape, and they don't realize Fereda is missing until they're completely out of the village.
I'm not sure if it would be acceptable to have someone else play as Fereda, so I'm bringing up this idea. Let me know if you don't like it. :3))
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((Sounds like a nice plot. But I'm not the one to decide, still, I like it.))
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Sunlight glaring into her eyes, Flow pressed forward, shading her eyes with her hand as she pushed away several leaves. Sharp twigs and thorns pricked against her skin, but she merely ignored it, squinting slightly as she watched the waking village.
The sun had risen; Flow had seen the beauty of the star rising. Shaking her head, she returned her attention back to the village, biting her bottom lip slightly as she wondered how to approach the group. Flow was filled with triumph when she overheard where the group (the group finding the diva) was, and she had immediately trekked her way towards the village. Now, she stood here, hesitating whether to go and knock on the door of the group.
A suddenly urge shoved her forward, and without thinking, she barged her way through the bushes, a determined look appearing on her face. Several villagers glanced into her direction, and this is where—while she was still walking—she realized how ridiculous she looked; marching forward with a bow and arrow into the market of the village.
Biting her bottom lip even hard (so hard she was sure she had drawn blood), she merely shoved past the villagers and glanced around, before slipping away from the noises market. A sharp object pricked her, and she whirled around, narrowing her eyes slightly, before realizing that her pocketknife was sticking out slightly - poking her.
Sheathing her knife, Flow continued forward, feeling a little frightened at the look of the almost-deserted place when she approached a splintered door. She wasn't sure who or what was even in here, but she felt something urging her to knock at it. Rapping her knuckles against the door, she backed away, nervously licking her lips as she glanced around. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea, Flow thought for a moment, wondering why she would even knock at a stranger's door. But something bubbled inside of her and she felt better, knowing that it should be safe, or so she thought.
((It is Mezzira's house, just to let you know ;)))
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Silence was broken by a sharp rap at the door. Assuming the others would be too busy comforting Fereda to answer it, Simon reluctantly pulled himself away from the window, blinking as the streams of sunlight hit his eyes. With his boots thudding against the wood, he carefully moved down the stairs and towards the door, stopping for a moment to eye it in slight suspicion. It certainly didn't sound like the insistent pounding of a soldier - it was too soft and feminine. Letting out a huff, he reached out and undid the lock, opening it a crack while firmly propping his foot up against the door to keep it from flying open.
"Yes?" Simon quietly asked, but his eyes met with the air. Confusion rippled through him, and he readjusted his focus a little lower till he caught sight of a petite girl, the ocean trapped in her two, wide pools glistening with uncertainty. His eyebrow slightly raised. Such an unfamiliar face she had - the face of a stranger. Perhaps Dimas would be able to recognize her. However, Simon didn't open the door wider for the girl to enter.
"The ribbon in your hair," Simon commented. "Your ribbon wants fixing." It was laying very flat against her hair, appearing barely alive. "And who are you, might I ask?" Still pressed against his shirt and held captive by Simon's large hands, the dove softly cooed and peeked out to blink at the stranger.
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Yeah, that's a good plot. :D Also, Oreoz, are you still playing Falkor?))
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Mezzira's head jerked when a sharp knock on the door was heard, a little surprised. Nobody ever went to her house. She watched as Simon opened it, but not fully, so she leaned back on her chair until it was balancing precariously on it's two back legs. At least she managed to catch a glimpse of pink hair with a white ribbon in it, as well as a bow and arrow. It reminded her of Fereda. The tomboy narrowed her blue eyes for a moment, still watching. The crow had mysteriously disappeared from the windowsill once more.
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The boy turned his head at the sound of his name, staring at Simon's back, but not moving from his spot. He hoped that it wasn't somebody from the palace - He'd want to avoid meeting any of them for now. Or ever. He craned his neck to see who it was but couldn't really catch anything. Slowly and silently, he began to walk down the stairs and stood close to where Mezzira was, leaning on the broken railing of the stairs.
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Simon could feel someone's eyes on his back, but he didn't dare turn in fear that the girl would abruptly lash out. He caught sight of her quivering hand moving towards her side, and he automatically assumed there was a hidden weapon there. Thinking of his knife, which was concealed in his coat, he pressed his lips tightly together in disapproval at the girl. She had every right to be wary of him, but if she resorted to violence and threats, he would have no choice but to draw out his own weapon.
Keeping his voice calm and clear, Simon responded, "I am a friend of Derizon's." While the answer was vague, it rang with truth, and he only hoped she would believe him. "What is your business with him?" He stared at the scowl beginning to stain her face. He didn't like it.
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Also, Oreoz, are you still playing Falkor?))
((Yes, I am. :)))
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Flow stared suspiciously at the man in front of her; her eyes straining to peer around the man. But he was blocking the door - there was no way she could see who was inside. At the man's question, Flow paused for a moment, before glancing around and gestured for the stranger to come closer. "I'm here to help find the diva." She whispered, the last words hovering before it slipped into the air. Her hand rubbed against the structure of the knife as she nervously glanced at the man.
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Falkor
A growl escaped the canine's throat at the scent of a stranger, and Falkor immediately placed herself in front of Mezzira, thinking it was a threat. When Simon seemed to be blocking the door; she relaxed, but barged her way in front of Simon, sticking her muzzle so that it was crammed in between the wall and Simon's leg. Another snarl ripped out of her jaws as she glared into the direction of the human girl. Her eyes narrowed at the sight of the hand rubbing against the outline of a knife, and she glanced at Simon's direction, wondering what was happening. But she remained in her spot, glaring icily at the girl, waiting for the man's next movement.
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Distrust trickled through Simon's veins as he suspiciously eyed the girl, his stare hardening. Her threatening movement towards her knife hadn't made a good impression on him; it certainly didn't convince him that she was trustworthy enough. Feeling Falkor's head squeeze against his leg, he nudged the dog warningly as if she would understand that the girl had a knife. However, seeing that the dog was intelligent, Falkor probably had figured that out by now.
Simon shot a glance at the others before opening the door slightly, enough for him to quickly squeeze out and shut the door again. He stood in the way of the entrance, staring down at the girl. "Why should I believe you?" he mumbled, loud enough for only her to hear. "And drop your hand from that knife. I can see you touching it." He let his hands hang at his sides, making sure they were in the girl's view so she knew he wasn't secretly pulling out his own weapon.
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((Flow is very ugly :())
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Frowning, Flow removed her hand from the knife. She did not like this man at all - he asked too many questions - too many for Flow to answer. Biting her bottom lip, the girl thought for a moment, wondering how she should respond. She had no token to prove her innocence, and she was not prepared for this at all. "Why you should believe me?" she repeated, stalling time. "In what ways should I show you to make you believe?" Flow questioned. "As I said, I'm not here to hurt any of you, though that will not change anything."
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((LOL! I don't know why, but I don't like her either ;-; I understand what you're saying though - anime girls tend to appear annoying in their pictures. It's very hard to find a good one in which she appears mature. That's why I tend to stick with anime guys - they're so much easier. X3))
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At first, Simon politely listened to the girl, but his attention soon began to travel from her once he realized that only blabbering words tumbled from her mouth. His eyebrow slightly raised at her last sentence. Isn't that what everyone says? he wondered, but he dared not ask such a question, knowing it would provide him and the others no help. "Must you talk so much?" was all that shot out of him, and he ran a hand through his hair. "How did you come to know of this place?"
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I know. xD I'm thinking of changing Mezzira's picture, because she's a tomboy, so~ :3))
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Mezzira frowned when the door closed, blocking her entire view. With little patience, she jumped up from her chair noisily, immediately walking towards one of the dust-filled windows and climbing over it without any difficulty. She walked over to the front and leaned against the wall, not saying anything and simply watching the conversation.
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Derizon glanced at Dimas when he jumped up and the chair fell back with a loud bang. He watched the other climb out of the window and nearly followed him, but merely decided to walk over to the closed door and leaned against the wall there, hoping to probably hear the conversation. The door probably wasn't soundproof. It didn't look like it was, at least.
I'm not posting for Viiul, because she's just looking at the door.))
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((Changing Flow's picture due to revolting looks; not saying that this one looks any better))
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Flow
Flow remained silent at the man's first question - there was no point in answering pointless questions. Raising a brow, she replied, "It was just a hunch." She was quite annoyed of how many questions this man was asking, but she knew it was for the purpose of his and the group's safety. (s)
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(Man I just remembered this rp DXD. Recap? It's also sad what happened to DarkPetal)
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((Dang - it was my turn to respond? I completely forgot.
Basically, a somber little urchin named Flow (with a bow) showed up at Mez's door, desiring to join the group in the quest for saving the diva's butt. Suddenly, a wild Simon showed up and answered the door. He asked questions, but Flow responded vaguely. The others were all hanging around and eavesdropping like a bunch of bossy bosses.
Now, the soldiers are coming (if Kaos is okay with that plot thingy).))
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A slight frown tugged at Simon's facial features as he stared down at the girl. Uncertainty pricked at him, and he opened his mouth to respond, another question forming in his mind. However, sudden shouts and yells echoing from down the street caught his attention. His head snapped up like an animal that had just smelled danger. The heavy thumps of marching feet filled his ears, and he restrained a sigh laden down with weariness.
"We don't have time for this," Simon spoke hastily, turning his head to Dimas. "Do you think Derizon would mind if we brought her along?" He really wasn't implying that he believed the girl's story, but he had no choice at this point. To abandon her would certainly reek of an ungentlemanly manner. However, he silently vowed, Flow was far from earning his trust. She'd have to prove herself before he would dare bestow his confidence upon her.
((The noises and marching are from several of the king's guards, sent to arrest them. The group could avoid them and try to escape out of the town, but there will be more guards waiting to stop them at the entrances/exits of the town. Would that be fine, if we're going with my plot idea?
If not, I understand, and I'll edit my post. c:))
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Aye, it's fine. c:
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Mezzira looked up at the slowly growing noise, sounding just like a herd of elephants. Immediately, a frown came upon her face, and she sighed. "I don't know. He probably won't, since we're all already with him...I just met him in the town as well, and so did Viiul." She looked over to Simon, then to the stranger, before walking over to the window she had jumped out from and leaning in, making a gesture the come outside.
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Derizon looked over to Dimas, eyebrows pulling together in confusion, but nonetheless walked over to the door and swung it open, stopping slightly when he saw Simon and the unknown person standing in the doorway. Well, now he could hear a noise that sounded very much like marching booted feet and yells of soldiers. He frowned, sheathing his sword and looking over Simon's shoulder, staring at the stranger. His gaze moved to the bow that she had, then back to her, but he didn't speak.
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Viiul took her violin and bow, startled slightly when Dimas leaned into the window, which was right beside her. She could distantly hear the marching feet and yells, and those were very familiar - She had heard them all her life. She frowned, mind traveling to think of what the Ruler would do should he find out that she was with this group. Nervously, she stood and walked out.
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Simon shook his head impatiently as frustration pounded into him. As of now, the girl was not of his concern. Whether she followed them or not was not his business. He simply did not care. He closed his eyes for a moment, rubbing the bridge of his nose. A slight pain blossomed behind his right eyebrow - the symptoms of a terrible headache that would soon spread throughout his head. Dropping his hand to his side and opening his eyes, he frowned and scanned the quiet town, knowing very well it wouldn't remain serene once the soldiers surrounded them.
"Well," Simon mumbled, "we certainly can't escape the town through the front gates." He thought about the back gates, but he quickly remembered that it was out of the option. Guards were posted at that exit as well. The only choice they seemed to have was to secretly maneuver their way towards the high walls that guarded the town. They'd have to climb over it and escape that way.
"Climbing over the town walls seems to be our only chance," Simon said out loud. "We'll have to get to them through the alleys; the streets will be filled with soldiers." However, his knowledge of the alleys was limited, and he knew he'd only lead the group into failure if he attempted to find his way through the maze of stone walls. He glanced at Dimas, the one who seemed to know the town most. Certainly he'd be able to help them. "Are you familiar with the alleys?" he asked.
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She looked at Simon with a little concern. He looked like some stressed out person, rubbing the bridge of his nose like that while closing his eyes. She looked over the town, perking up when Simon talked about going over the walls. She had done that many times in her whole life, and couldn't help a small smirk. "Yeah, I am. We'll lose them in no time." She tilted her head to the side, easily remembering the ways around the town. But, she was worried. During her time she was always alone or with Falkor, and she didn't know how going around with five extra people would work.
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((Welcome!~~ :3 We're all currently still in Mezzira/Dimas' house, planning to escape from a bunch of guards from the King coming towards them.))
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The tiniest of smiles blossomed on Simon's lips as he slightly nodded, but his emotions quickly disappeared as he turned his head towards the alleys. He wondered how quickly the group would be able to move, especially with the new addition. Concern flashed across his face as he glanced at Flow, unsure of whether she would follow them or not. The chances are high, he decided, seeing that she wouldn't want to risk her life.
"Wonderful," Simon mumbled. "We better get going. Lead the way, Dimas." He hoped the boy truly knew the way.
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Mezzira nodded, giving a small glance at the group, silently counting the people again. But instead of going through the front, she turned and half-jogged to the back of the house, where there was a sudden, small alley nearby. She slipped inside the narrow passage, where it stunk of garbage and rotten food, but she was used to the smell. She turned to the first left in a turn, pausing slightly to see if the others were following.
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Name:
"Heard of me before? Never thought so..."
Lilliana Stummond
Age:
"I'm eighteen. Almost."
A few days away from 18 years old.
Gender:
"Excuse me?!"
Female.
Appearance:
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Lilliana usually wears dark, tight clothing. She is rarely seen in a skirt and tends to prefer black skinny jeans. She always wears her black leather jacket, even in the summer months. Her hair reaches down to her waist, it is a very light blonde colour, almost white and she likes to wear it down, so that it covers her face. Her eyes are sea-green, standing out against her pale, flawless complexion and her figure is slender and agile. When she walks, her feet make no sound against the ground as she tends to go around bare footed.
Personality:
"You need to know everything about me, huh?"
Lilliana is a very mysterious girl, not many know her. She is only known for her thieving abilities, and the way she can slip silently through the dark alleys of the city. She is not to be trusted, but underneath all of the darkness is a sweet, funny teen. She is particularly gifted in sweet-talking people into things, especially guys. Her hand-to-hand combat skills are practised to perfection, and she can take down a fully-grown man if she had to. If anyone earns her trust, she will lay down her life for them and do whatever it takes to keep them safe.
History:
"Of course, you want to know even more."
Lilliana's mother gave birth to her on the streets, and cared for her like a real mother should. Her mother taught her how to steal, fight and all of the necessary skills she needed to survive. She died when Lilliana was on 11 years old, and left her alone on the streets. Ever since then, she has lived a life of stealing and became very well known as the 'White Raven', as all anyone has ever seen of her was her hair. She had just recently heard of the group of people her age setting off to save the Diva, and found it particularly interesting. She would often see them and follow them for a while, making sure to hide in the shadows.
Others:
"..."
- Lilliana carries around a sharp knife and a purse full of the valuable possessions she has stolen. Of anyone even touches it, she will not hesitate to slit their throat. ('Bit graphic, I know.)
- She often sings a quiet song if she's stealing something, to give her 'victim' a chance to hide their valuables.
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A pair of slightly dirty bare feet balanced on top of a wall separating the pristine garden in one house from the dark alleyway next to it. Lilliana was chewing on some stolen bread as she walked up and down the narrow path, humming quietly to herself. A close sound made her stop in her tracks, spinning around to face the source of the sound. A small group of people were rounding the corner of the alley she was in, they were being led by a blue-haired boy. The teen stepped back into the shadows, blending as if she was darkness itself. She recognised one of the group members as the guy who was setting out to save the 'Diva' and she guessed that they were the ones who were willing to help him. SHe made sure to stay hidden as they passed, only her eyes were visible.
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As Falkor trotted after the humans, a strange scent wafered into her nostrils. It wasn't familiar at all, and it posed as a threat. Pausing, she bristled, raising her tail as a low growl rumbled in her throat. Soon, a sharp bark escaped her maw, and she immediately headed over to the scent, trying to find her way in the dark alley. Falkor didn't scent any metal weapons, at least to her, however, the canine still took the dominate pose, snapping in the dark silence. She wasn't sure whether she would catch a bit of clothing or skin, but she knew the enemy was nearby - perhaps even in her biting range.
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Simon willingly followed Dimas, placing his confidence in the boy. After all, what else could he do? A risk of death lingered behind the group, and if he were to withdraw his trust from Dimas, he would only be subjecting himself to a horrific punishment at the hands of the king. A low, familiar growl suddenly filled his ears. Thinking Falkor was merely reacting to the soldiers' nearing footsteps, he merely tossed a glance at the canine to see if all was well. However, he immediately stopped at the sight of the dog's posture, knowing better than to ignore it. Pressing himself up against the wall and allowing the others to pass first, he waited until the last person had followed Dimas before he slipped over to the dog.
"Falkor, hush," Simon suggested to the dog, reaching down to soothingly stroke her ears. "You'll attract attention to us." He blinked and stared ahead into the darkness, wondering what had triggered the animal's protectiveness. "What is it, girl?" He slightly leaned forward in eagerness, straining to see. "Can you show me?"
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Snarling echoed through the alleyway just a few feet away from Lilliana, Damn. They have a dog. She cursed to herself, her back flat against the wall. As the canine continued to draw closer and closer, the teen looked around her for a way out. There was none. She extended her hand to the dog, to stroke it or possibly even push it away, but her hand made contact with the dogs' teeth. She cried out as the sharp teeth ripped through her skin, leaving a large gash on her wrist. Before she could make any other stupid noises, she clamped a trembling hand over her mouth, focusing on getting as quickly away as possible rather than the pain.
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She paused slightly to watch Falkor and Simon, impatience stabbing at her as the sound of footsteps came closer. She was about to call for the two when a cry came, definitely not belonging to Simon - and of course, not the dog. Curiousity overran impatience and she came over, eyes narrowed slightly. "What is it?" She called, nearing the alleyway.
(T'is short, sorry~)